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We Still Here

Fat Tony & Taydex
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Black suit, small talk, and a paper plate The other day I was so late I thought I'd miss the wake Been here for 20 minutes Can't get out the parking place Not looking forward to the moment that I see his face Lost my potna, we been cool since the third grade Never knew it'd be soon when we said it's cradle to the grave Straight pain to the gut Fucked up since the day I got the news Felt like just the other day we was running round the school Got a pool of tears all on my beer selection I'm stressing and lonely But my phone off since the morning I don't wanna hear shit If you ain't know him I give thanks for my gift The spirit come through me Got me talking big shit Born with a funky soul That won't quit Get a lot of joy when I just reminisce And I miss you homie But we still here Still going hard with it year after year Pour a little liquor, and get me another beer Pour a little liquor, we living it up for him Remember way back when we would wild out Turned our first house to the honeycomb hideout Type of crib, never knew who would slide by Birthdays, work, play, God been on our side The cops came but they never said to turn it down Never had a job, but our hustle kept the money 'round Talking to your mama, tryna find a word to calm her down I'ma always give her big love when I come around Man, I never been a fan of a funeral But the mariachi band? They were beautiful I'm wounded, both eyes swollen Last night felt on the verge of exploding If I could see you on a bridge and it's sturdy I'm running up that bitch finna hug you in a hurry Done with this bottle, vision getting blurry I'm looking for a sign, let me know if you heard me I give thanks for my gift The spirit come through me Got me talking big shit Born with a funky soul That won't quit Get a lot of joy when I just reminisce And I miss you homie But we still here Still going hard with it year after year Pour a little liquor, and get me another beer Pour a little liquor, we living it up for him I feel your spirit here Another day and my feelings still playing this game So deep in my feelings but they always gon' change I can't see you, homie, but it feels so clear Yeah, I miss you, homie, but we still here"