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Here I Am by E6en Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2018

[Voicemail: Eben's African Aunt]
Hello? Abe hi
This Auntie Queenstar
Abe happy birthday
I'm calling to wish you happy birthday, but I couldn't get you on the line-

[Intro]
When I die
I realize there's no hell
I'ma nice guy, with time you can tell
It dont mean shit, if they told us a tale
Love is a spell but can't spell religion right
Never pushed weight despite my black hoodie
But keep your faith, if it can keep you well
Not goodie goodie or a pair of dimes
Like who really gives a fuck bout some niggas 9 wives
(I) Was Soft as a cat without the 9 lives
Lately i'm dazed, we share some hard times
But worst was today, my dog died

[Verse 1 / Hook]
Here I am wish car was sitting 24's 'sides my internship
Far is where I can't get
Three bucks of change in my pocket 'cause the bank lines are popping
Need gas but last class gets out at 4
Or could use my debit but then it read off as declined
Then my pump-paid by a lady standing in line
(My) Head's been running back past Maddie's story with mine
My parents both job searching and unemployed, is why
There's Bill's are overdue, or student debts to avoid, right?
Salvage store food to eat forget the pepperoni
Thinking what if we skipped town like Laloni
Corn rowed fro, finally feel like a homie
Danny said $25 bucks a braid
But we gave a place to stay
So her momma charged me no money
[Verse 2]
My dad doesnt have any fed-check coming in, so he's slipping dollar bill's from home savings
He's from a place where my nigga's not even a saying
I've weighed out me and Elliott black, no matter the way in
El looks up to me as our dad, that truly never knew him
Kinda like Tyler in Answer I need another solution
Papa's from a whole different world
Left it behind when he fell for a girl
Hardest on my mom, she just wanted more
Hear her waking up at night, asking bout the back door
Yelling won't cut it right, like the overdue mowing
Midlife crisis naw(now), I'm unsure
To feel how I want, and say what I see
Never really shared secrets with a best friend
So I go to riding and popping my bike down the street
Or I sit and record on my mic and this beat

[Outro/Hook]
Yeah, wish car was sitting 24's 'sides my internship
Far is where I can't get
Change in my pocket, bank lines are popping
Need gas but my last class gets out at - 4

[Voicemail Continued]
-So I'll call you later
Like tomorrow maybe
Goodnight, bye-bye
Instrumental: The Notorious B.I.G. - Suicidal Thoughts
Produced By Sebastian Perez