Still Here lyrics
by Philthy Rich
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
And I just wish you was still here, here
My n*gga would have rolled for me
And I just you was still here, here
My n*gga kick in a door for me
You made me feel loved when I had no money
You never changed remember n*ggas used to call me bummy, bummy
That's why I love you way past money, money
That's why I love you way past money, money
And I just wish you was still here, here, here, here, here
And I just wish you was still here, here, here
But I'ma see you again
[Verse 1: Mozzy]
Yeah, and I just wish you was still here
Cause I know you would have rolled for me
100, you ain't never stole from me
Stitched lip, he ain't never told on me
Real n*gga for real n*gga
Been my n*gga since we was lil n*ggas
On everything I love you boy
For you I drop a whole 100 boy
Double back and drop another 100 boy
Check on your momma and daughter all the time
I can't believe the pigs gave you all that time (f*ck em though)
Whatever you need done just breathe on me
I know you heard about the suckas tryna squeeze on me
And I just wish you was still here
Whenever you need me n*gga I'm still there
Cause I don't care about the consequences
I'll dome anybody for you on my momma children
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
And I just wish you was still here, here
My n*gga would have rolled for me
And I just you was still here, here
My n*gga kick in a door for me
You made me feel loved when I had no money
You never changed remember n*ggas used to call me bummy, bummy
That's why I love you way past money, money
That's why I love you way past money, money
And I just wish you was still here, here, here, here, here
And I just wish you was still here, here, here
But I'ma see you again (Hey it's Philthy n*gga, rest in peace Dre Fetti)
[Verse 2: Philthy Rich]
Look, been thinking 'bout my n*gga F since my n*gga left (Fetti)
Chills in my body, pain in my chest (huh)
Slide on them n*ggas till ain't none them left (none em)
Until then n*gga I can never rest (never)
And still f*ck the other side (yeah)
I'm only satisfied when it's homicide (I am)
Give a f*ck when his homie dies (f*ck them n*ggas)
Made that n*gga momma cry (f*ck that b*tch too)
They made my n*gga momma cry (they did that)
So n*gga it was only right (it's only right)
Sliding all through the night (slide)
n*ggas know it's on sight (pus*y)
n*gga should've taken his own life (shoulda)
Better off committing suicide (Is that right?)
n*gga trippin' for life (I am)
The definition of funk or die (it's Philthy)
[Chorus: J. Stalin]
And I just wish you was still here, here
My n*gga would have rolled for me
And I just you was still here, here
My n*gga kick in a door for me
You made me feel loved when I had no money
You never changed remember n*ggas used to call me bummy, bummy
That's why I love you way past money, money
That's why I love you way past money, money
And I just wish you was still here, here, here, here, here
And I just wish you was still here, here, here
But I'ma see you again