Temple Lyrics

Such a fuck up, shut the fuck up

So sick of that "when's my luck done"

I'm just so hungry ain't shit to munch on

Not even a snack, like the lunch wrong

I tried given like its Christmas, but the fucks done

Ain't shit to run from

More looking forward too healing

I almost lost my appeal and

I can't go there again

That place was sunken

Niggas had to get out

Just knowing you broken don't mean that I can heal you

When speaking the truth I always tend to feel rude

So fucking selfish, fuck with mine and I have the rights kill you

But there's no time, I gotta grind, couple bills and rents due

Ya know that grown man shit

I really hate that have to go here bitch

Talking down on my name cause you know my shit

I'm super sensitive and my heart said ouch

But it's usually the girls that still stay in they mama house

Some are even on the couch

It's like once she on cloud she still searching for the clout

All that shit talking cause you wanted to figure me out

Well now I'm getting figures

While your sexy lil figure

Trynna figure life out

Man I hate this bitter feeling you placed upon me

Now I'm all alone in desperate need of some company

So I got some money

Damn so I'm damn funny

So if she ask I'm taken

To paper chasin

To the top

But thank the basement

I damn near lost sight of goals right when they had seemed adjacent

Still miss my niggas at home, my day1s ain't no replacing

Still missing on Sophia, but I'd be quick to fuck on Kaci

Knowing you cant play a player, but I always seem to play me

I'm balling out something out like Tracy

Police be calling out, but they cant trace me

Just bought gold and that shit won't change me

Had some good friends, hope they don't hate me

Giving hoes my hockey stick while I can see all my goals

By the way snap the ice, you can see your phone froze

Tried to make some girls my best friend but nah they just hoes

Drink all night till 4am then drunk calling my phone

But knowing me better they'll still come to home

Knowing me better they'll still come to home

Might hit my ex say I hate it alone

Sharper than arrow but can't shoot with no bow

LA weather nice but it get so cold

Hard in a temple when you in on your own

But I'ma keep going for my family back home

I'ma keep going for my people back home

I'ma keep going for the niggas back home

I'ma keep doing this shit for the gang yea