Temple Hyman - Switch Up Lyrics

Yeaa...
Ughh...
Yooo...

You a muhhf*cking switch up...

F*cking lying on the line
For a muhhf*cking picture...

Ugh...
I ain't mad just amused that you thought we f*cked witcha...
Yea...
Gotta keep that moving
What the what the f*ck you doing

I ain't here for the gossip...
Slam your brain all over the concrete
I'm that nigga that don't like to do much talking

Ughhh

Walk it off...
F*ck that talking bs
Action
Show it all
Pockets short
To getting right
I'm just gone give it all
Gotta set it up
I'm crooked smiling in this shit
Heavy weight upon my shoulders
Now I I I give no f*cks

Nigga
Where the money at
Heisting all you niggas
You my Daughters
Nicki
No sons attached...
Palms?
Scratching
Itching
Like I'm Ab-Soul
F*ck the silver
I like platinum
More towards the gold
Tenfold
My money pilin too
Just reverse back in Living Proof...

But First...
Put the bullshit on pause
Lyrics clap you like an applause
Shit and pissing inside your drawers
You don't know what you just caused
Turn my back without a word
Silence
The key where it hurts

Coming back for your deserved nonsense Consequences

My word.....
The word struggle in my lyrics
There's times you won't even notice
Watch
I'm in this
Full devotion
Can't stop
Gotta keep it going
Unless money on the horizon
I'm controlling
Keeping focus
Ughh...

F*cking snakes around ya
Portraying a helping hand
Acquaintances
I call these niggas
No one understands
The view of supporters
And those who are just here for drama
Get too close to me
Real shit
I'll hit you with the llama

Me being known too well
The weapon structure words I spit
Lyrics
If you really wanna get it
We can run a 6
Second lil match
Cause that's all I need
F*cking with you fake ass peeps
Get drop kicked
Flying off your own two feet

Sheesh
Take this as a little diss record....
Still I'm flexing
Just composing all the clique reppin...
You gone do this
Do that
No you won't unless there's back up
Not a prob
Without... your friends and with
You'll still get smacked up

F*cking punks
No one really bout that f*cking action
Until something happens
Then you stutter when the facts in plain site
What you gonna do
You gonna jump
Feel a froggy leap
You gonna let ya homie get slumped

Then you look back
The nigga asking
Drop it all and chuck it back
Then proceed as you do
Hanging with niggas who fell back
But whatever nigga
Guess shits changed
These are some stories from my brain
I wrote this to entertain

Feel nothing for these dumbs
Word stolen from my girl
These people on other levels
They entered wronging the world
Flat earth spinning
All these theories having said and sent
Still I'm straight up
Never bent
Broken
Pieces put back together
While I sit upon this bench...

Flooded with the bullshit
In my mind
I'm so sublime
But can't feel for these mutants
Shapeshifting...
To changing how they are on the outside
To inside
Faking in front of the eyes
All lies
Not really a ride or die

Still we try
All the time
But can't waste it all
Chasing after making shots
F*ck it
Let the ball roll on
Tryna compromise the wrong
We need to get it going
Time we spent with negative energy flowing

This is showing your true colors
While the true been true
Since day one
Then later in the present past
This what you chose to do
F*ck it
When I'm up
Don't try to say what up now
When I was sleep
That's when you took your shots
Only when I was down

I picked up
Noticed all the bs in life
My jealousy
To struggles
To fight...
Maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I'm right
But I know I'm not the only one here in this position
These lyrics right here
Can't miss em
Clean polished
Like they some 24 carrot magic
Dripping

I just dipped it in gold
That's me showing how my heart broke
And risen from old
Passed choices I made
Now watch it when I'm getting paid
Thats not a dream
That's a goal
Done with the fakes
Subjects repeating
I'm done
It's getting old...

F*ck you and f*ck you whoever was told...
T.A.H