Temporary - SABA

Castles turn into debris I feel like I’ve been here before

Shorty took five and lived through it that’s more like a miracle

They gon' try to take you down when you get to your pinnacle

Some niggas will fall but some just stay up like the spiritual

You empty handed with a temper tantrum

If God is greed then by all means

Trade a silver lining for a silver dollar

You’ll get in proper with an Impala

With ten toddlers niggas couldn’t stay grounded

There’s no humping on this side of town

It feel like ego gon' turn to C4

And melt this bitch down

I’ll probably die an reappear as poor but more important

Got the people like a porter

Step in port authority woke up and found my soul

Now watch him probably pour it

I heard I write like a poet

Kobe said imma go on tour

Rest in peace my nigga

How we taking shit for granted

When this life is barely even yours

And now you vagabond

Funny they tagged along

Back when you had it all

You knocked on heaven’s door

And asked them to spare change

They only sparing love

You probably run away

Everything’s temporary

And money so temporary

And poor is so temporary

And new friends so temporary

And so is the cemetery

And money so temporary

And poor is so temporary

And new friends so temporary

And so is the cemetery

Everything is temporary

Who are you to judge me now

Even when I’m low and weary

I’ll get up again somehow

Fuck you and your opinions

Fuck you and your opinions

So many dollars I ran for

Low to my due from my landlord

Chasing my problems with shots of the vodka

Like what am I gonna do?

Cause I’m only human they look at my bruises

And hit me with captions

If only you niggas knew how much I put into

Making it happen

You be the one in awe

I think about it all sometimes

Down on my luck I’ve had more than enough

But it’s not the end of life

Cause everything, everything

Everything, everything

Everything is temporary

Who are you to judge me now

Even when I’m low and weary

I’ll get up again somehow

Fuck you and your opinions

Fuck you and your opinions

Back against the wall like

Getting off the floor like an ollie

Left you to pursue the dream I’m sorry

Looking at the TV ain’t you sorry

I remember being hungry on the Blue Line

On my way to do recording

Who’d of thought you’d eat when you was starving

I’m just starting

But already I’m ready to call it quits

Then make the same record drop all them hits

If that’s what it’s taking to make a name

Then consider my new shit anonymous

Y’all know what time it is why do they try

Not to let us to live up to potential

My nigga we’ve been through a lot and I sent you

A prayer my Lord and my Savior

Let’s celebrate every day that we brave