Every Typa Bad (Damage)

[Intro]
(Kiloz) Yeah (TG)
(I'm in all kinds of trouble) (Lito)
(I got all kinds of bad)
I be feeling like saying what's on my mind (Bags)
(I'm in all kinds of trouble)
I ain't slept in two days (I got all kinds of bad)
You know I didn't, didn't sleep
I-I took a Perc' (Going out sadly, badly) and some X

[Chorus]
Yeah, this Trackhawk beat the Lamb', I couldn't have done it any better (Swerve, swerve)
Can't get side-tracked about the past, that's why we can't move on together (No)
Every time I think 'bout getting high, I swear I start feeling better (Yeah)
What gon' happen when you fall off? You don't got no more racks to spend (Woah)
I was nodding off in Malibu, woke up, my licence got suspended (Swerve, swerve)
Pretty sure it probably was because I added some new suspensions (Swerve)
I don't want you to think that getting high like me, is really all good 'cause it cause some damage (Yeah)
Some of it I can repair, but some of it took it for granted (Why?)
If I keep this lifestyle up, I won't get to see my bitch be a granny (Why?)
And this mammy gon' have to work a job and hire them kids a nanny (Yeah)
If I OD, I'll be the first box of ashes to win a Grammy (Okay)
Thought it was sweet, but he was the first person to get killed by a box of candy then (Yeah)
Yeah, I took the Z65 from Atlanta, to the Four Seasons Miami (Swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I know this shit going over they head (Swerve, swerve)

[Verse]
You gotta just listen to me a couple of times and you'll understand me (Yeah)
I only be saying this shit off the top of my head, but it sit like I planned it (Yeah)
I barely sleep for no reason, this high style got me attached (Yeah)
Most of the time I be calm, just don't let me get to the edge
She said, "How the hell you so paid?" I told her, "I don't get into that" (Mm-mm)
I might be shipping some 'Za, I might be shipping some hedgy
All bush, that's Reggie
Yeah, all my money is raised (Uh)
Yeah, I think the drugs hate me (Hey)
Every time that money persuade me ('Suade me)
Yeah, I went and fucked my money up, I damn near had a baby (Uh)
Even two months ago, I ain't think I had a shot to go this crazy (Yeah)
I was trying my best, yeah, a cursing and a blessing (Yeah)
Cause I get way too high (High), without it I wouldn't even try (Try)
They said I don't need that shit (Shit), then how the hell would I fly? (Brrt)
It's been so many years, the last time I cried I think I was five (Sadly)
The last album I dropped was just to let you know I was alive (What)
And I'm not even saying it like that, (Nah) I'm always gon' be alive (Duh)
(Shh, yeah)
I know how to handle myself (Brrt)
And my bitch like it too, she on the X she be feeling herself (Yeah)
All of my diamonds they VS1, they flawless, all of these Michael Phelps (You)
And the new crib that I got so crazy, when I walk in these lights turn on by themselves (You, You)
How three years ago I signed to a label, they put my ass on the shelf (You)
But really I can thank them yeah, 'cause I would’ve never got to where I was at right now (Thank, You)
I couldn't even have said that last bar I said right now, yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, everything gon' happen for a reason I know that for sho' (Yeah)
(Yeah, Trackhawk)
(Skrrt, skrrt, going)
Yeah
(Swerve, swerve, swerve, swerve)
(Brrt)

[Chorus]
Yeah, this Trackhawk beat the Lamb', I couldn't have done it any better (Swerve, swerve)
Can't get side-tracked about the past, that's why we can't move on together (No)
Every time I think 'bout getting high, I swear I start feeling better (Yeah)
What gon' happen when you fall off? You don't got no more racks to spend (Woah)
I was nodding off in Malibu, woke up, my licence got suspended (Swerve, swerve)
Pretty sure it probably was because I added some new suspensions (Swerve)
I don't want you to think that getting high like me, is really all good 'cause it cause some damage (Yeah)
Some of it I can repair, but some of it took it for granted (Why?)
If I keep this lifestyle up, I won't get to see my bitch be a granny (Why?)
And this mammy gon' have to work a job and hire them kids a nanny (Yeah)
If I OD, I'll be the first box of ashes to win a Grammy (Okay)
Thought it was sweet, but he was the first person to get killed by a box of candy then (Yeah)
Yeah, I took the Z65 from Atlanta, to the Four Seasons Miami (Swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I know this shit going over they head (Swerve, swerve)