Lighthouse Video (MV)

(I was bummy in my ends)
(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
Just anybody
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, f*ck the feds, no reason (f*ck '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 motherf*cking 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
F*ck friends, I go buy cars
She wanna f*ck 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 f*cking hate them