Still Here
I got homies in the grave
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
John 3:16 (Still here)
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only son (Thank god I'm still here)
That whoever believes in him (Still here)
Shall not perish but have eternal life
I knew a young Nigga
Today he be like 25
He rented him a Lambo
In that Lambo he had died
It was raining, hydroplaning
When he left from Ocean Drive
Seen the water in his eyes
They say gangstas never cry
I knew another nigga
Ate his veggies, smoked his veggies
He graduated college
So for real life he was ready
He grew up playing soccer
So his heart rate always steady
But that one day he was ballin'
Proved that game would end up deadly
I ain't got the answers, like sway my nigga
You know bodies drop, everyday my nigga
Every time I eat I take the time to pray my nigga
Cause I'll never know when it's gon be the day my nigga
I got homies in the grave
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
John 11:25 (Still here)
Jesus said to her (Thank god I'm still here)
I'm the resurrection and the life
The one who believes in me (Still here)
Will live even though they die
I knew this one nigga
Born and raised from over seas
He barely in his forties
But contracted a disease
Ain't really got no money
Ain't no doctor he can see
He tried to sweat it out
And never woke up from his sleep
I knew this other nigga
That got pulled over by twelve
They walked up to the window
Said he didn't have his belt
They asked him where he's going
Then they asked him for his L's
He reached out for his papers
And filled that boy w shells
I ain't got the answers, like sway my nigga
You know bodies drop, everyday my nigga
Every time I eat I take the time to pray my nigga
Cause I'll never know when it's gon be the day my nigga
I got homies in the grave
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
Matthew 10:28 (Still here)
Do not be afraid of those who kill the body (Thank god I'm still here)
But cannot kill the soul (Still here)
But rather be afraid of the one that can destroy both the soul and the body in hell
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
John 3:16 (Still here)
For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only son (Thank god I'm still here)
That whoever believes in him (Still here)
Shall not perish but have eternal life
I knew a young Nigga
Today he be like 25
He rented him a Lambo
In that Lambo he had died
It was raining, hydroplaning
When he left from Ocean Drive
Seen the water in his eyes
They say gangstas never cry
I knew another nigga
Ate his veggies, smoked his veggies
He graduated college
So for real life he was ready
He grew up playing soccer
So his heart rate always steady
But that one day he was ballin'
Proved that game would end up deadly
I ain't got the answers, like sway my nigga
You know bodies drop, everyday my nigga
Every time I eat I take the time to pray my nigga
Cause I'll never know when it's gon be the day my nigga
I got homies in the grave
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
John 11:25 (Still here)
Jesus said to her (Thank god I'm still here)
I'm the resurrection and the life
The one who believes in me (Still here)
Will live even though they die
I knew this one nigga
Born and raised from over seas
He barely in his forties
But contracted a disease
Ain't really got no money
Ain't no doctor he can see
He tried to sweat it out
And never woke up from his sleep
I knew this other nigga
That got pulled over by twelve
They walked up to the window
Said he didn't have his belt
They asked him where he's going
Then they asked him for his L's
He reached out for his papers
And filled that boy w shells
I ain't got the answers, like sway my nigga
You know bodies drop, everyday my nigga
Every time I eat I take the time to pray my nigga
Cause I'll never know when it's gon be the day my nigga
I got homies in the grave
I got homies in the state
Homies on that ye'
I got homies not okay
Homies in the box
I got homies on a clock
I got homies at the top
I got homies that got mopped
But I'm still here
Matthew 10:28 (Still here)
Do not be afraid of those who kill the body (Thank god I'm still here)
But cannot kill the soul (Still here)
But rather be afraid of the one that can destroy both the soul and the body in hell
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Writer(s): Matthew Fontil, Hector Chaparro
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