B-Sharp - Why You're Here Lyrics

Rest in peace Mac Miller
Rest in peace X
Rest in peace Nipsey Hussle

So this song, it's a story
An actual real life story
About how God uses us to love people
Especially in times when they need it the most

This is why, why, why, why you're here
For God to use you and to listen to the tears
When your homie 'bout to kill himself with the lead shower
And you call him right before he dead in the next hour no
This is why, why, why, why you're here
Not to just make tunes, but to love on all your kids
When you feel down low, I'm gonna be there bro
Because God wants you to live
Your purpose is
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you

The father's gonna hold you
The father's gonna hold you
The father's gonna hold you
Yeah, yeah

We want you here, don't end your life
You're gonna be alright, I know it's hard I know the fight
It's alright, yeah, it's okay
You got a bullet aimed to the brain, I didn't even know that day
When I called
And you were 6 pills deep, and you couldn't hear a thing
All I heard was you, throwing things
All around the room, blaming all of it on you
And by you, I mean God
If you're real, I need a miracle
And we hadn't even talked in like 4 years
And this happened to be happening
To be honest I wasn't expecting this
And neither were you right
Because right after you said "miracle"
I called at the right time and Jesus saved your life

This is why, why, why, why you're here
For God to use you and to listen to the tears
When your homie 'bout to kill himself with the lead shower
And you call him right before he dead in the next hour no
This is why, why, why, why you're here
Not to just make tunes, but to love on all your kids
When you feel down low, I'm gonna be there bro
Because God wants you to live
Your purpose is
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you

Mama!
You used to watch my games
Before the addiction infiltrated your brain
And now you're gone, ugh
Mama!
You sold me for crack money
And I never met my father, he with another honey
So he gone, ugh
Yeah, he's a goner so I never learned how to live
Instead I found no purpose in life
So I wanted to end it
Feeling my life slowing ending
The darkness seeping in
Gun to my head
But then I heard you calling

This is why, why, why, why you're here
For God to use you and to listen to the tears
When your homie 'bout to kill himself with the lead shower
And you call him right before he dead in the next hour no
This is why, why, why, why you're here
Not to just make tunes, but to love on all your kids
When you feel down low, I'm gonna be there bro
Because God wants you to live
Your purpose is
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you
To be here, to be there, for your friend
To love you, when you're alone, and abused
You messed up, it's okay, He loves you
The Father's gonna hold you