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I'm still here! (Still here!) I'm still here! (Still here!)
Shoulda been gone in '17, I'm still here!
Mama kept my name in every prayer, I'm still here!
Came home, got washed that same year, I'm still here!
I'm still here! (Still here!) I'm still here! (Still here!)
Same block, new man, y'all can see it clear
Didn't nobody save me but the One who put me here
So I'ma say it loud 'til the back row hear. I'm still here!
Cedar Grove raised me, Seventieth Street
Porch light on 'cause my mama couldn't sleep
Five years gone and I counted every week
Came home in '19 with a bag and some grief
First Sunday back I sat in the last row
Usher handed me a fan, never asked where I'd been though
Second Sunday I was standing, third one I walked up
Water to my chest and I came up a different cut
Same hands did the dirt, now they lifted up
Same mouth, new song, I can't say it enough
I ain't get here by myself
Somebody prayed when I couldn't
Somebody stayed when I wouldn't
(Still here)
I'm still here! (Still here!) I'm still here! (Still here!)
Shoulda been gone in '17, I'm still here!
Mama kept my name in every prayer, I'm still here!
Came home, got washed that same year, I'm still here!
Saturday night and the speakers on ten
Sunday morning I'm in there by ten (on time)
I don't talk down, I just tell you where I been
Second shift at the plant, punch the clock, do it again
Little brother watching so I walk it, I don't talk it
Lost some to the ground, lost some to the fence
I say they names every time I get a chance
Joy ain't soft, joy is what I fought for
I dance like a man who done been through a war
If you woke up this morning, say it (still here)
If you made it through the year, say it (still here)
If they counted you out, say it (still here)
Louder! (STILL HERE!)
I'm still here! (Still here!) I'm still here! (Still here!)
Same block, new man, y'all can see it clear
Didn't nobody save me but the One who put me here
So I'ma say it loud 'til the back row hear. I'm still here!
Ex-street turned prophet. Gospel trap. Sunday morning with Saturday night energy.