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Lighthouse
Take A Daytrip Lyrics
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(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
(Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
Don't need nobody
Did it on my ones, don't owe nobody
You're a chief, you're a pussy
Might have a strally, that don't make you Gully, like
Give me all the pennies, make pounds 'n I'm out
I want P, you can keep the clout
Way too gobby getting boxed in the mouth
Noddy still got a shotty with the spouse
All I want's a house, so I can set you free
And let the dogs hunt you down
Drinks on me
At the bottom with the clowns
Who's laughing now, you lost the plot
That's your peak, I wanna chain like McD's
Bust your head, fuck the feds, no reason (fuck 'em)
Who needs one when you're vexed?
Living on the edge, come correct you're moving wet
You're a sket, sell MD I call it peck (pricey!)
Clock in, on the ball like Petr Cech
My team Jurgen Klopp's, you're a tool in the shed
Bro, you're just a flop, you're a dub 'nuff said
Put your face on a hob, when I see blood red (ah)
Clock in, on the ball like Petr Cech
My team Jurgen Klopp's, you're a tool in the shed
Bro, you're just a flop, you're a dopp, 'nuff said
Put your face on a hob, when I see blood (red)
(Lights out)
I'm the guide, like a lighthouse
Look at me funny, might poke your eyes out
Play, don't funny, fluffy bunny in my ends
(Lights out)
I'm the guide, like a lighthouse
Look at me funny, might poke your eyes out
Play, don't funny, fluffy bunny in my ends
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
Look, okay
Nigga I ain't tryna to make no homies
Extend the Glock 19, I just got it from my broadie
Keep it on me in the summertime
My whole city turnt
Tech Nine with the miniburst
I feel safe in mini turf
Nigga said he gon' kill me on the internet
He only talking 'cause KT ain't came to kill him yet
You better chill with all that side talk
Before you hit that sidewalk
Outlined in FBI chalk, you finna make me
You finna make me lose my cool (my cool)
Choppa shake this block up just like it's 1992
Hit a pussy nigga, turf and go crazy
He ain't see me 'cause I came disguised as an old lady
Non-affiliated, still I'm not the one to play with
Niggas killed the homie so we 'bout to take a daytrip
Bitch I'm on ten
The K9's coming time to go hit that fence
(Ay nigga, the dog coming hit the motherfucking fence)
Shoppin' that self ridges, I do not burn bridges
Went from rags to riches
Went from "Who dat?" To
"Please let me take pictures"
All I wanna do is get rich and then get richer
Only person in my family making six figures
Lights out, neck still on
Flight landed, but I'm still gone
Fuck friends, I go buy cars
She wanna fuck with a real Rockstar (ew)
I seen her stats, but these bitches not hard
You want some, I just make one call
And get you dealt with
Show you the reason why I'm not the one to mess with
Yes, I be stacking up my money like it's Tetris
Everywhere I go I'm good, ain't gotta check it
I'm in London with the pals like I'm Hefty
Never know my next move, I keep 'em guessing
(Lights out)
I'm the guide, like a lighthouse
Look at me funny, might poke your eyes out
Play, don't funny, fluffy bunny in my ends
(Lights out)
I'm the guide, like a lighthouse
Look at me funny, might poke your eyes out
Play, don't funny, fluffy bunny in my ends
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
(I was bummy in my ends)
(Joggin' bottoms, 110s)
(I ain't tryna to make friends)
I ain't tryna pool
(Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
I hate people
They're just so weird, man
I fucking hate them
The song "Lighthouse" by Take A Daytrip is a rap anthem about rising from humble beginnings and becoming successful. The opening lyrics "I was bummy in my ends, jogging bottoms, 110s, I ain't trying to make friends," indicate that the song's speaker is not looking for friendship or validation from others but instead is focused on success. They feel that they don't need anyone's help and they have done it all on their own. The line "You're a chief, you're a pussy, just anybody" suggests that the song's speaker feels that many people are just followers and not leaders, and that they don't respect those who aren't willing to lead their own lives.
The chorus of the song ("Lights out, I'm the guide, like a lighthouse, look at me funny might poke your eyes out, play don't funny fluffy bunny in my ends") highlights the idea that the singer is a guiding light, a beacon amidst the darkness, and anyone who crosses them will face the consequences. The line "all I want's a house, so I can set you free and let the dogs hunt you down" suggests that the singer is on the way up, and their success will come as a result of leaving others behind. The song's lyrics are irreverent, often profane, and confident in their uncompromising attitude.
Line by Line Meaning
I was bummy in my ends
I was down on my luck in my neighborhood
Joggin' bottoms, 110s
Wearing sweatpants and Nike Air Max 110s
I ain't tryna to make friends
I don't need or want friends
Daytrip took it to ten, hey
Producer duo Daytrip turned it up to a new level
Don't need nobody
I don't need anyone else
Did it on my ones, don't owe nobody
I did it all on my own, don't owe anyone anything
You're a chief, you're a pussy
You are acting tough, but really you are weak
Just anybody
Anyone can act tough
Might have a strally, that don't make you Gully, like
Just because you have a gun, doesn't make you dangerous
Give me all the pennies, make pounds 'n I'm out
Give me all the small amounts of money to accumulate a larger sum and then I'm gone
I want P, you can keep the clout
I want money, you can keep the fame
Way too gobby getting boxed in the mouth
Talking too much and getting punched in the face for it
Noddy still got a shotty with the spouse
Noddy still has a shotgun with his wife
All I want's a house, so I can set you free
All I want is a house so I can leave my current situation
And let the dogs hunt you down
Let my problems catch up to you
Drinks on me
I'll pay for everyone's drinks
At the bottom with the clowns
I'm down on my luck with incompetent people
Who's laughing now, you lost the plot
Who's laughing now that you've lost your mind?
That's your peak, I wanna chain like McD's
Your highest point is what I consider the norm, I want something better
Bust your head, fuck the feds, no reason (fuck 'em)
I'll hit you for no reason and have no respect for the police
Who needs one when you're vexed?
Who needs a reason when you're angry?
Living on the edge, come correct you're moving wet
Living dangerously, be prepared when you're dealing with me
You're a sket, sell MD I call it peck (pricey!)
You are someone who sleeps around, selling drugs I call it a lot of money
Clock in, on the ball like Petr Cech
Clock in and be ready to go like Petr Cech in a soccer game
My team Jurgen Klopp's, you're a tool in the shed
My team is Jurgen Klopp's team and you are useless
Bro, you're just a flop, you're a dub 'nuff said
You are a failure and that's enough said
Put your face on a hob, when I see blood red (ah)
If I see you again, I'm going to hurt you
Lights out
Time to go to sleep or time to fight
I'm the guide, like a lighthouse
I'm the leader, like a lighthouse guiding ships
Look at me funny, might poke your eyes out
If you look at me the wrong way, I may hurt you
Play, don't funny, fluffy bunny in my ends
Don't joke around in my neighborhood
Look, okay
Listen to what I'm about to say
Nigga I ain't tryna to make no homies
I don't want to make friends
Extend the Glock 19, I just got it from my broadie
I just got a Glock 19 from my friend
Keep it on me in the summertime
I carry my gun with me all the time
My whole city turnt
My whole city is excited and active
Tech Nine with the miniburst
I have a Tech Nine gun with a mini burst
I feel safe in mini turf
I feel safe in my small neighborhood
Nigga said he gon' kill me on the internet
Someone said online that they were going to kill me
He only talking 'cause KT ain't came to kill him yet
He's only talking because KT hasn't come to kill him yet
You better chill with all that side talk
You better stop talking about me behind my back
Before you hit that sidewalk
Before I knock you out and you fall to the ground
Outlined in FBI chalk, you finna make me
You're going to make me so angry I might hurt you
You finna make me lose my cool (my cool)
You're going to make me lose my temper
Choppa shake this block up just like it's 1992
My gun will cause chaos like it did in 1992
Hit a pussy nigga, turf and go crazy
Hurt someone who looks weak and go crazy about it
He ain't see me 'cause I came disguised as an old lady
He didn't see me because I dressed up like an old lady
Non-affiliated, still I'm not the one to play with
I'm not part of any group, but I'm still dangerous
Niggas killed the homie so we 'bout to take a daytrip
Someone killed my friend, so we're going to seek revenge
Bitch I'm on ten
I'm very angry
The K9's coming time to go hit that fence
The police dogs are coming, we need to run away
Shoppin' that self ridges, I do not burn bridges
Shopping at Selfridges, I don't ruin relationships
Went from rags to riches
I went from being poor to being wealthy
Went from 'Who dat?' to 'Please let me take pictures'
From being unknown to now famous and asked for pictures
All I wanna do is get rich and then get richer
All I want is to become even more wealthy
Only person in my family making six figures
I'm the only one in my family making over $100,000
Fuck friends, I go buy cars
I don't need friends, I'd rather buy expensive cars
She wanna fuck with a real Rockstar (ew)
She wants to have sex with someone who is very famous
I seen her stats, but these bitches not hard
I've seen her reputation, but these women aren't tough
You want some, I just make one call
You want trouble, I can easily make it happen
And get you dealt with
And have you taken care of
Show you the reason why I'm not the one to mess with
I'll show you why you shouldn't mess with me
Yes, I be stacking up my money like it's Tetris
I'm accumulating money like Tetris blocks
Everywhere I go I'm good, ain't gotta check it
I'm safe wherever I go, no need to check
I'm in London with the pals like I'm Hefty
I'm in London with my friends
Never know my next move, I keep 'em guessing
No one knows what I'll do next, I like to keep them guessing
I ain't tryna pool
I don't want to hang out with people
I hate people
I really don't like people
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: David Biral, Denzel Baptiste, Maria Kelly, Reginald Rainey, Tyron Frampton
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@AlphaBetaGamma39
Slowthai really can't make a bad song
@veronicacanino2865
Word!
@TheodoreBrosevelt
He's about to take America by storm
@huracan360
https://youtu.be/vs_CYgz6Pu0
@JoyousUnicorn
lmao i love that I only see this shit on like the most abrasive rappers. It's grime dude, how slowthai gonna have stans
@waityseg
I saw Rico Nasty and Slowthai on the same track and I clicked as fast as humanly possible
@huracan360
https://youtu.be/vs_CYgz6Pu0
@kidditroi5380
So we just not gonna act like icecoldbishop didnt eat on his verse
@devioustrip5728
yeah hard ass verse
@kidditroi5380
@@chiquitaconeja9580 cap bro