ProverbMadeIt & Zambrana - Still Here

I've been watching you for some time
Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes
Burning cities and napalm skies
Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes
Is that Proverb?
This for my father and abuela and all the seeds we planted
Reminiscin' on the loved ones, don't take life for granted
Just wakin' up alive today, gotta take advantage
Cause at the same time a baby's born, someone is passin
Less cries and more laughing, less stress and more dancin
We blessed to keep it pilin, love and raise our glasses
My nephew died so young, wish we could change roles
Would've told God to take me instead of him, let him grow old
Lord, I wish my father was still here
Chill with him as grown man, we have some beers
Lord, I wish my nephew was still here
He'll be old enough, we could have some beers
Lord, I wish Abuela was still here
Yeah, the Yankee games, I miss her cheers
Lord, I wish my uncles was still here
Miss their stories on their younger years
Salute, this for my loved ones that I'm livin' through
Salute, this for my loved ones that I'm livin' through
Salute, this for my loved ones that I'm livin' through
Salute, this for my loved ones, grateful to you
If I die tonight, don't cry for me
Just pour out a little liquor and get high for me
Ride for me
Tell my nieces and nephews who Tio was
Intense and passionate, stand up and full of love
Reunite with abuela, I reunite with pops
I reunite with my uncles, laugh as angels watch
No need for glocks, they ain't no ops, no need for clocks, good times are eternal
Smiles never stop
Ask my Nephew do they play video games in heaven, angel music sessions
No one is jealous, we all fam, love each other, sisters and brothers
Fathers and mothers, no matter the color, strength in numbers
Love
I've been watching you for some time
Can't stop staring at those ocean eyes
Oh shit, proverb made this beat
Lord, I wish my father was still here
Chill with him as grown man, we have some beers
Lord, I wish my nephew was still here
He'll be old enough, we could have some beers
Lord, I wish Abuela was still here
Yeah, the Yankee games, I miss her cheers
Lord, I wish my uncles was still here
Miss their stories on their younger years
Salute, this for the loved ones, I'm grateful to you
Salute, this for my loved ones that I've been livin' through
Salute, this for my loved ones that I'm livin' through
Salute, this for my loved ones I'm livin' through
I love you

Written by:
Jose Zambrana

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