Got them demons in me boy
Just tryna get em out
Uh
Yeah
I was so down
I was so far down
I was clownin' boy
I was floatin' off the ground
Just gettin' high
Sippin' too much drank
Too loaded off the brown
Tryna fuck these hoes, poppin', lettin' go
But I know that I'ma drown
If I don't stop what I'm doing
I might just flop then I'm ruined
B.O. news, no renewing
No more watchin', no reviewin'
Lose my spot? Yeah I'ma die
How much shot do I got?
Tell me why do we try to shine the hardest when we ain't got enough to shop until we drop?
I'm far from a millionaire, man I'm a broke nigga
They laughin' at me, I'ma joke nigga
My only weapon was hope nigga
Got my feet tangled in the ropes nigga
With the light of God
Bright enough to be a lightning rod, I got it in my palm
I fucked up, got my car towed
Now I'm 27 and still live with moms
Made mistakes
These nightmares make me scream louder than an intercom
Fuck lying, I'm done tryin'
I'm done cryin', never been this calm
Had a bad temper, I would fuss a lot
Used to get mad and turn up a notch
I'm with judges rallying to give us time
Phony handshakes, should I crush the knot?
Moms see me
Pops see me
Sister see me goin' through shit
Help the world, but when it come to me;
They be actin' like they can't do shit
Haters near, playin' both sides
I'm like "pussy nigga gon' choose a team."
Call my cell
Tryna pimp hoes
Tryna flip O's
I was movin' me
Bitches switch, now my bruh got hit
Now my universe feelin' topsy turvy
Rap niggas keep speakin' foul
What they say about me, it do not concern me
Devil on me, try scortch me up
He threw flames at me, but forgot to burn me
I rose from Hell screamin' "Gabriel!"
This is God's work, and you do not deserve it
Everybody want the road to real, but can't maintain it
Yeah I know y'all story
Swear you Jordan, you goin' Kobe
You went LeBron, while I'm goin' Horry
Don't acknowledge me, don't adore me
I'm past gone and you won't restore me
In a losin' bid, at the Mormon temple
If we talkin' K's, I was huggin' 40
Almost clutched like a 100 bands off one bitch
And only two a year
Spent it all on bullshit
And came back with nothin' as a souvenir
All you boys talk behind my back
But not in my face
Why not do it here?
Every time that my stress is up
And I'm messin' up, that's when you appear
(Hook x2)
But you hatin' on me, that's temporary
Me down, that's temporary
You up, that's temporary
My tool tucked, that's temporary
Temporary was written by Young Gully.
Young Gully released Temporary on Tue Dec 22 2015.