Temporary

[Verse 1: 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 [Pre-Hook: Saba] 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 [Hook: Tink] 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 [Verse 2: Tink] 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 [Hook: Tink] 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 [Verse 3: Saba] 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