[Intro]
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[Bridge]
Aye, from the joy to the pain
From the shine to the rain
From the top of your soul
To the...
[Verse 1]
I'm livin' life like I'm comin' back with a mulligan
Double stuffed, stuffin' my cup with enough to kill tigers and bears like Jazmine Sullivan
Take a walk in the jungle where we comin' in
Where half the niggas can't pronounce the name of that designer that they covered in
Mirror, mirror, mirror, tell me why you so speechless
I wanna know why we exhibit the most childish of features
You know our thoughts can be the livest of speakers
If ribs a cage, it's cause our hearts can swim and fly amongst the wildest of creatures
I digress
Sometimes alone I sit and stare at the ceiling
And ask you all the questions that swim around my head when I'm chillin'
I ain't trippin'
I know that you won't clip my wings when I fly
'Cause you ain't put me here to pay bills and die
So fuck they thoughts and opinions
I had a vision of the life we deservin'
Gotta live my life with a dream so I can die with a purpose
We all the same, from the wino to the head of the service
But them hospitals walls done heard way more prayers than them churches
[Chorus]
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
From the joy to the pain
From the shine to the rain
From the top of your soul
To the back of your brain
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 2]
See, vicious society brings out a different side of me
Honestly there's a dragon trapped underneath all this modesty
Mazel Tov to my niggas in poverty
Take a ride with me through the slaloms of which has been glorified by society
Hustle today in the hopes of a better tomorrows
And let my ambitions reflect them sales like [?]
Paying up tuition, still tryna jump out this pothole
But it's never ending, I'm scared that you'll never get it
Listen, my mind is on to some shit that I shouldn't speak on
Been dealin' with some things with the visions of a king
And the privilege of wings, man the feeling that it brings
Every time I drop a track, swear the angels be yellin' "preach on"
I got the soul of a hustler, come and fuck with us
You can visit my world, see the place that corrupted us
I swear it's crazy 'cause one day I'm Dr. King
The next night I hit the club with the bitches from my dreams
[Chorus]
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
From the joy to the pain
From the shine to the rain
From the top of your soul
To the back of your brain
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
[Verse 3]
Aye, aye fuck it, I'm just sittin' here reminiscin'
But fuck it, prolly trippin' on all this shit I been missin'
My lil cousins got older, them niggas probably whippin'
Would tell 'em about the world but they really too young to listen
Know how we was as kids, so expect it from all the children
The lives we leadin' are puzzlin', expect them to want to fit in
Niggas makin' a name and I really hope that they get it
While women actin' like girls and these girls are actin' like women
The friends you had on that stage at ya graduation went missin'
Even though they said they'd call you and make it work through the distance
But shit you promised the same, so nigga, you ain't no different
Now everybody's distant
And I hate that that's how it works
We never thought it would happen
You busy with all this school shit
I'm busy with all this rap shit
These niggas, they ain't my niggas
The city tryna trap me
It gotta be more to life
I can't help but sit and imagine why we here
[Chorus]
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
From the joy to the pain
From the shine to the rain
From the top of your soul
To the back of your brain
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I guess that's why we here (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Why We Here was written by Deante’ Hitchcock.
Why We Here was produced by Nick Dean.
Deante’ Hitchcock released Why We Here on Sun May 29 2016.