paroles de chanson Temporary Love - rrcappalot

I'm salty, on my mama I'm salty they don't know how I feel I'm salty
Real talk man they took my
Where I came from you got to have a strap, nigga come shooting got to shoot back hit his ass up
And I'm back like who clapped if a bitch say she love you never trust that

These hoes so temporary, she tried to do me bad got off my ass ran up my cash
Now I got every right to brag 'ion fuck with nun of these hoes
I'm just a gangster in his bag got more money than my ex's new nigga
Prolly why they mad
Turn it up for all my niggas who dead and locked in pen
Thinking bout how you done died man that shit got me sad
CTS I got my Mac, and you know that I shoot back
Diss on gang I let it fly put 'yo dumb ass in the sky
If you drill wear all black when we drill I sit in back .762's then did him dirty
Had his eyes rolling back hit that corner blow his mind
All he seen was bullets flying, CTS really my family and I'm dying behind mine

These hoes so temporary, she tried to do me bad got off my ass ran up my cash now
I got every right to brag 'ion fuck with nun of these hoes
I'm just a gangster in his bag got more money than my ex's new nigga
Prolly why they mad
Turn it up for all my niggas who dead and locked in pen
Thinking bout how you done died man that shit got me sad
CTS I got my Mac, and you know that I shoot back
Diss on gang I let it fly put yo dumb ass in the sky
He talk that tough shit but never slide
And you know I'm from that four long live Korn from that five
Wishing I can call Tay, like how you doing in the sky
Don't slide down this dead end, you gone die driving fast Swiss-Cheese yo ride
Hypnotized by your love broken hearts make grown man cry
And you better keep 'yo pole 'cause if not then you gone die
And if yo ass in the streets you better keep yo fucking heat
You bet not duck no fucking beef late at night you better creep
Bet not do no drive-by's get up close and on 'yo feet
Go replay that intro nigga 'cause it's long live dee
Can't forget about Tay nigga throw up them T's
Fuck a relationship 'cause the way these hoes try and do me
Knowing I don't need you and lil bitch you don't need me
Man that money bring me peace and these hoes just bother me
If you ain't gang then you can leave I don't need you next to me
Dee then took apart of me, granny took the other half left me clueless and real sad
These hoes so temporary, she tried to do me bad got off my ass ran up my cash now
I got every right to brag 'ion fuck with nun of these hoes
I'm just a gangster in his bag got more money than my ex's new nigga
Prolly why they mad
Turn it up for all my niggas who dead and locked in pen
Thinking bout how you done died man that shit got me sad