Damage

Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh
Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh

Had to learn to swim while being surrounded by sharks
To see the slimmest ray of light in the pitch black dark
Been through hell and back, learnt how to walk through the flames
Counter striked all the shots, not talking about computer games
Give me any beat I got that heat it's a murder scene
Killing everything like Mike Myers in Halloween
If they want some issues I hit em with the magazine
Six feet beneath, iso no quarantine
Damn I'm the fucking man, they know who I am
Feeling like Tony Montana, rolling through Miami we not moving grams
Worked hard for this, developed scars for this, I'll prove again
Need a fucking army to take me down, still might circumvent
Circle of friends like the circumference of my cigar
Cause people hide their evils, if they want some smoke I'll go to war
Then dust it off, trust is lost, it costs to be the boss
Throwing salt on my name will only season my sauce

Who got the sauce, that's evident
I got too many flows that's heaven-sent
They looking at me like a reverend
Reading the testament speak with such eloquence
Feeling like Kendrick ay I'm in my element
It's definite I'll make these whack rappers irrelevant
To keep it one hundred you fuck with my funds then
I'll put you to sleep with some Benjamin's

Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh
Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh

Might fuck around and show my savage side
I keep it G, P.S. don't need a travel guide
Know where I'm going and when I'll arrive
Fuck being average, never satisfied
Law abide never to acquire cheddar
Exterminate the rats, gotta apply pressure,
Who put this thing together, I'm the glue motherfucker
It's a cold world at the bottom watching good people suffer
So I be chilling at the top, get rich by any means
You need people like me, gotta love your enemies
I prefer the hate though, so let them pussies debate
Throwing my name in conversation only let me elevate
To a higher place riding the waves of publicity
You fucking with me then you fucking with supremacy
The world is yours, that's a lie it's mine until i die
Even then my wealth will live on and keep on multiplying

Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh
Chillin' in Versace in my palace oo
Ball like double seven from the Mavericks oo
Motherfuckers see my throne, they wanna challenge oo
Might fuck around and do some heavy damage ugh



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Writer(s): Allan Fernandes
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