Yeat
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', and some X (Going out sadly, badly)

[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 license got suspended (Swerve, swerve)
Pretty sure it probably was because they 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, damn (Yeah)
Yeah, I took the Z65 from Atlanta to the Four Seasons Miami (Swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I know this shit goin' 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 sound 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 (Yeah, no)
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 (Phew)
Yeah, all my money is raised (Uh)
Yeah, I think the drugs hate me (Hate)
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 already tried 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), yeah, I know how to handle myself (Yeah, brrt)
And my bitch like it too, when she on the X, she be feelin' herself (Yeah)
All of my diamonds they VS1, they flawless, all of these Michael Phelps (Yeah)
And the new crib that I got so crazy, when I walk in, these lights turn on by themselves (Ugh, ugh)
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 fo' sho' (Yeah)
(Trackhawk, swerve, swerve, 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 license got suspended (Swerve, swerve)
Pretty sure it probably was because they 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, damn (Yeah)
Yeah, I took the Z65 from Atlanta to the Four Seasons Miami (Swerve, swerve)
Yeah, I know this shit goin' over they head (Swerve, swerve)