DAMAGE CLUB

(88 Radio)

Uh ah, I'm tryna run some
I'm tryna cause some damage, that can't be undone
I'm staring at the sun, my eyes are fucked up
I cannot do what, what everyone does
Bro I been lovestruck, bro I been down bad
Bro I been floating in the sky to see what God has
My knight in shining armor, that shit weigh one ton
I'm tryna run some, I'm tryna run some

I said I'm done with you
She said "well what do you mean?", I don't have fun with you
She said I run from my problems, I said "fuck yeah I do"
She said she wanna get drunk and pop a drug or two
I told her "shit, go ahead, I am in love with you"
I'm stuck in the archives
Mile high club, let's do this
Active camo on my body
Now I'm looking for somebody
I'm trying, and she won't tell me her problems
I think you know I could solve em
I wouldn't make you do anything you don't wanna
But baby, I think you oughta, cause lately you've felt dishonored
I'm pacing around my room 'fore the demons come and consume me
The walls are closing in and I am in a movie

Uh ah
Now she want money for what?
She think it's funny for what?
Won't give her shit if I must
She think I'm dummy for what?
We want money for what?
She think it's funny for what?
Won't give her shit if I must

Uh ah, I'm tryna run some
I'm tryna cause some damage, that can't be undone
I'm staring at the sun, my eyes are fucked up
I cannot do what, what everyone does
Bro I been lovestruck, bro I been down bad
Bro I been floating in the sky to see what God has
My knight in shining armor, that shit weigh one ton
I'm tryna run some, I'm tryna run some

I'm finna run the dunes with this fuckin bitch
I just woke up with the crew, let's get fuckin rich (Halo)
Say that you invincible, watch this
Bitch I'm out here rolling in them tar pits
Feel like Aziz cause I got my guitar tucked
Feel like Keaton, rest in peace, I'm hitting Starbucks
What's in my cargo? Why you fucking worried?
Are you 12? Like it's Narcos
I can't stress bout people that I'm fuckin better than
I leveled up, I got money, I got better friends
Drop the tints, on the pack, like the petrolman
She a demon, I predict like a weatherman
Almost lost my bro to the medicine
Told God that you could take me instead of him
Baby I can't read your mind, you gotta tell me what you want
Cause it's a Lamborghini Urus or Aventador for us
Like, bro you got me fucked

I'm tryna run some
I'm tryna cause some damage, that can't be undone
I'm staring at the sun, my eyes are fucked up
I cannot do what, what everyone does
Bro I been l-str- (David halo), bro I been down bad
Bro I been floating in the sky to see what God has
My knight in shining armor, that sh** weigh one ton
I'm tryna run some, I'm tryna run some

(Good job team, get ready for the next round)