Still Here

I done seen so many niccas get killed yeah
At funerals I dont even know how to feel yeah
I'm so drunk as hell its hard to show my real tears
When I sober up I'm wishing they was still here
Wishing they was still here
Poppin bottles on the blocc, fuccin bitches all night
Like they're still here
Getting money with the gang, poppin hella champagne

I know brody smiling down we still feeling the pain
You know how we living yeah we moving the same
We ain't deading nothing you know we letting it bang
Saw you in the ground and I wasn't the same
I said fucc all these niccas I got litty in the city yeah
Still keep it with me and my chain all glitty yeah
Floor seats at the garden and I wish you was sitting here
S-T-K tell the waitress bring an extra chair
Even though you not there
It feel like you right here
Got you in my chain and you know I take it everywhere
Waterfall the henny to erase all the pain yeah
All them good memories stucc in my brain yeah
I can't come at peace with myself
Eating chopped cheese with myself
Getting all this cheese with myself
Fuccin all these hoes by myself

I done seen so many niccas get killed yeah
At funerals I dont even know how to feel yeah
I'm so drunk as hell its hard to show my real tears
When I sober up I'm wishing they was still here
Wishing they was still here
Poppin bottles on the blocc, fuccin bitches all night
Like they're still here
Getting money with the gang, poppin hella champagne

Its hard dealing with all of this pain
You try to stop it I'm Lamar, aint no stopping this rain
My ape gone, a hunnit years, he gon rot in them chains
The last nigga lost his life tryna plot on this gang
We can go round for round, we not in no ring
(Nah, nah)
Yeah we not in no ring
I'll have a youngin come shoot it, he'll do it for name (Chill)
Youngin cool it, I'll do it the same
Like,
Picture the body by shooting the frame
Like,
Vision a hommie when two is exchanged
I seen my nicca walk it off after one in his brain
I seen my nicca lose it all, from fuccin with lames
Shit! (Crazy)
You ever seen a body?
What you do? What you think?
You ever beat a hommie?
(I dont think so)
Them people at ya funeral and wake

I done seen so many niccas get killed yeah
At funerals I dont even know how to feel yeah
I'm so drunk as hell its hard to show my real tears
When I sober up I'm wishing they was still here
Wishing they was still here
Poppin bottles on the blocc, fuccin bitches all night
Like they're still here
Getting money with the gang, poppin hella champagne

Cuz you my nicca for life and after
Man God needed a soldier it was time for rapture
Wanted to fight the pastor
I had to tell my mans the news I couldn't type it faster
I had to write to the jails
Send a kite through the mail
I swear life just get real when theres blood shed
All these other niccas that we want dead
Why he had to take you?
Drinking because its painful
Liquor got me unstable
Niccas showing betrayal
Pray to God for a break through
We gon spin for you
And scroll a op in the blunt and put it in the wind for you
Take care of yo kin for you
Pour a little hen for you
I swear nothing was the same
They say you cant stop the rain
Nicca you aint die in vein
I still got ya number saved
Roses when I'm at yo grave
Screaming fucc police til they let my niccas out the cage
Hard to really shed a tear
I'm just wishin yall was here
You know niccas still care
Something niccas feel yeah

I done seen so many niccas get killed yeah
At funerals I dont even know how to feel yeah
I'm so drunk as hell its hard to show my real tears
When I sober up I'm wishing they was still here
Wishing they was still here
Poppin bottles on the blocc, fuccin bitches all night
Like they're still here
Getting money with the gang, poppin hella champagne



Credits
Writer(s): Denzil Lamar Parrish
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