Lytskin
Daylyt Lyrics


Have a seat let em settle n don't be scared
If this is just a settlement then settle with thirds
I sat up nights writing don't get the credit i deserve
I'm the one sending references I'm who edit them words
I don't ask to be credited i just check for the debit deposit observe
While you sit and observe i just service for all them platinum hits
And the live jam
You know
Let there be light was gods plan
You think i jot with god hands
I was being a handyman hamburger helper for the logo
Jumped in the meek beef just for the promo
I guess this how the show go when you show low respect
For those who respect and neglect you i was the first Adonis
I made you pop you ain't tell the world who i was
Stay quiet chillin was mad but held back ain't have the right feelings
Just know when they too fake you write with em don't like with em
You tight with em you stuck in the
Hype well they just tell you to type
Don't get the invite to the mansion party
I see how did you do i had the location got it from nunu?
You asked me to come and battle at the
Function don't fuck with the sunken place
Its just a taste i ain't fuckin with u
Oh we got some problems
Told u i was working with triple xxx don't reply to my texts
Now that he died i regret not sending a verse back
But whats even worse you know who came and tried to murk that boy
Oh I'm talking too much trail that I'm walking too much
See the youth die that shit is sick they coughing too much
Trolling so i can take control of the stalkers who stuck
Algorhythems down in my crowd decision notice
All the trolls got big while my shit the lowest
Im superman to these bitches to get the attention then i gotta save em
That is why i behave dumb that is why i became some type of internet
Clown under the stairs they hate me for
Clowning but follow those with colorful hair
69 ways to block me was they being cocky
I'm just too sick dog the rabies done got me
Scabies is hockey the babies is
Watts see what i see not an option think
Of watts see racks on racks keep it a stack at the top
They keeping the black owned black plot
Blacks dont rap about black owned stacked property
Niggas dropping albums making cracks on pack poverty whats sad is
The fans think its a great song but
Why none of y'all helping out akon?
Light work for the homeland you're
Probably in your mansion chopping lobster
One trip back to the homeland waka flocka
Give it all back chains cars all that let a nigga see its no slave
Ships we aborigine history lies the mystery rise mister reading his
Books but reading still is the trap native is the tongue hung english
Olde english we finding for tall cans
Oh man y'all meant evil
Every nook felt different god said he made all men equal
Capital steez progidy triple x left eye odb the
Anomaly every nigga that spoke up for our people got a deco
Home depo
Mexican I'm hoping its work i have been to focused
I'm ready to die for being outspoken I'm conscious but still loccin
Im crippled but still a stand up nigga without the crutches
No marching with my hands up tell my people we
Better let the cans up to get rid of the cancer
Its the only answer iverson i have been surviving in the slum dodging
Rivals who love thuggin its crazy how
The enemys is really my blood cousins
My cousins bleed the same we thug from kids
No matter how much you crippin when
You get shot you need blood to live
Its vital fido dog will stay by the bodies
Shorty load up the shottie one shot then we come up short
Webster haul don't expect to to ball in the circle the feelings arise
You'll homiesll hurt you see the curfew you get in your feelings
Nigagsll curve you you show your street side don't let beef slide
Slippery cow on the east side
Its crazy how the east coast love me but the east coasters'll slug me
Killin thugs in my circle show no pity
My city go silly for color purple
Get a glimpse we cry in the purple rain
Screaming that beezy really the prince
Believe me the prince he left n the beezy live
We staving for leaders lead bulimic bulimia see the kids throw up sign
We grow up fine on the grapevine
When my partnas move chop got the tools
Its ironic how when our cribs die we got the blues
Well moby dick thought the killing living would get old
Give praise to the bricks
Itll only leave you with missed goals
The project goverment profit off? fuck the profit
Boyz n the hood
Took Chris ball menace to society
Told the people to stop and start living good
Y'all watching a movie but it was filmed inside my hood
I seen Caine
Ziggy and Durant ran the alley when these came
This ain't a hood movie
This was a true story
A unit with the staircase film
This was a two story
Kids just building up anger hang with the niggas who hangout
In the hood
Fly as a plane hanger
Say the wrong word you dead
Niggas just playing hangman sticking around them bodies
Do y'all see the stick in the ground
They kicking us down we wanna kick it
Clicking it on our own
Pick up picket signs when they gone
Do we get the sign as designers
You don't smell me thinking mustang
This is how it shall be
Is this how Michelle be next to Obama?
My mama next to father please tell me god
How could I focus in a broken home
Only way to get dough was if I broke in homes
Back to wacka flocka
Oh let's do it my crew with it I'm too legit
Get down your stomach a big round a hoola clip
Your balling but still get chopped thinking I'm new to this
Spades was the card I played
Gazed at the niggas since picking my friends
I got friends in the nix I wish we could kick it again
When this shit finna stop the plot is constipation
The hood all stars of constellation
To finish this all we need is gods who patient
Let's finish this conversation
I am waiting for hunnid grapes
No more haunted graves
A hunnid bounty hunters
A hunnid graves
Niggas remember they hung us
The real enemy is really amongst us
We the monsters on lock
We just need to keep free the youngsters who are stuck in a box
We get paired up with the energy we come from the block
We should square up with the enemies who stuck us in Watts
Cocksuckers rushing to cop so don't cop out
Tell em cock eyed tell em B Dawg
If we all emerged the hood then Watts'll evolve
Big one and lil' one
Killa Twan and Wolfy call the real ones
Our fight ain't with each other our fight is with all these pilgrims
Respected our hood we gotta protect it
Don't neglect the plot it negligent
Higher ups gon' reject the block
We don't show respect to the other side but yet we respect the cops
When they kill us we get mad and go kill our killers
Deal our dealers
Life for the drugs
Druggers excels for selling drugs in a cell
Then we celebrate screaming free the homie
We should go free them homies from enemy lines
We got many gees with the energy insidious times
See we really lying to the higher ups Watts tower the wire stuck
The higher mention our priors on trial locks
Don't pry us its just rich or prior scream comedy
The fable they label me the anomaly
Coz imma meet with all of them niggas the hood was trynna beef
But I am keeping it real for Christ then
I'm just a black boy with lytskin

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LYRICS:

Have a seat let em settle n don’t be scared
If this is just a settlement then settle with thirds
I sat up nights writing don’t get the credit i deserve
I’m the one sending references I’m who edit them words
I don’t ask to be credited i just check for the debit deposit observe
While you sit and observe i just service for all them platinum hits
And the live jam
You know
Let there be light was gods plan
You think i jot with god hands
I was being a handyman hamburger helper for the logo
Jumped in the meek beef just for the promo
I guess this how the show go when you show low respect for those who respect and neglect you i was the first Adonis
I made you pop you ain't tell the world who i was
Stay quiet chillin was mad but held back ain't have the right feelings
Just know when they too fake you write with em don’t like with em
You tight with em you stuck in the hype well they just tell you to type
Don’t get the invite to the mansion party
I see how did you do i had the location got it from nunu?
You asked me to come and battle at the function don’t fuck with the sunken place
Its just a taste i ain't fuckin with u
Oh we got some problems
Told u i was working with triple X don’t reply to my texts
Now that he died i regret not sending a verse back
But whats even worse you know who came and tried to murk that boy
Oh I’m talking too much trail that I’m walking too much
See the youth die that shit is sick they coughing too much
Trolling so i can take control of the stalkers who stuck
Algorhythems down in my crowd decision notice all the trolls got big while my shit the lowest
Im superman to these bitches to get the attention then i gotta save em
That is why i behave dumb that is why i became some type of internet clown under the stairs they hate me for clowning but follow those with colorful hair
69 ways to block me was they being cocky I’m just too sick dog the rabies done got me
Scabies is hockey the babies is watts see what i see not an option think
Of watts see racks on racks keep it a stack at the top
They keeping the black owned black plot
Blacks dont rap about black owned stacked property
Niggas dropping albums making cracks on pack poverty whats sad is the fans think its a great song but why none of y’all helping out akon?
Light work for the homeland you’re probably in your mansion chopping lobster
One trip back to the homeland waka flocka
Give it all back chains cars all that let a nigga see its no slave ships we aborigine history lies the mystery rise mister reading his books but reading still is the trap native is the tongue hung english
Olde english we finding for tall cans
Oh man y’all meant evil
Every nook felt different god said he made all men equal
Capital steez progidy triple x left eye odb the anomaly every nigga that spoke up for our people got a deco
Home depo
Mexican I’m hoping its work i have been to focused
I’m ready to die for being outspoken I’m conscious but still loccin
Im crippled but still a stand up nigga without the crutches
No marching with my hands up tell my people we better let the cans up to get rid of the cancer
Its the only answer iverson i have been surviving in the slum dodging rivals who love thuggin its crazy how the enemys is really my blood cousins
My cousins bleed the same we thug from kids
No matter how much you crippin when you get shot you need blood to live
Its vital fido dog will stay by the bodies
Shorty load up the shottie one shot then we come up short
Webster haul don’t expect to to ball in the circle the feelings arise you’ll homiesll hurt you see the curfew you get in your feelings nigagsll curve you you show your street side don’t let beef slide
Slippery cow on the east side
Its crazy how the east coast love me but the east coastersll slug me
Killin thugs in my circle show no pity
My city go silly for color purple
Get a glimpse we cry in the purple rain
Screaming that beezy really the prince
Believe me the prince he left n the beezy live
We staving for leaders lead bulimic bulimia see the kids throw up sign
We grow up fine on the grapevine
When my partnas move chop got the tools
Its ironic how when our cribs die we got the blues
Well moby dick thought the killing living would get old
Give praise to the bricks
Itll only leave you with missed goals
The project goverment profit off ? fuck the profit
Boyz n the hood



Written By
Daylyt
Release Date
October 3, 2018



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Outer Drive

Daylyt is NOT next level.
Daylyt is the final level.
Top level.
Highest level.
Game over.
Roll credits.

Dylan vdmeer

Extraterrestrial level

9oh7music

you aint known this yet? sheeee

Python

real tALK

Sunsere F

We need that collaboration with him and J. Cole. Daylyt and Black Thought

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TONY EVANS

I'm an nyc og from the 80's raised on lyricism. Daylyt is a lyrical genius!

Miller Nick

Respect to the og...this song is still incredible in 2022

Juan Reyes

HA

Abshir Ahmed

@white avem.. This man to real for NYC... Keep being a sheep my friend.. Ur heart knows that this man tells the truth within all of his singles ( maybe a LITLLE extra to get your attention) but u are speciel I guess... Start from scratch and reconsider reality

White Avem

DJ TONE FRESH u callin yourself a nyc og? Lol

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