1987

M.i - 1987

[K.R.I.T Edition] #SundayNightSixteens

(Week 3-11/10/13)

Intro

I know I be having my moments

I know I be actin’ spiteful.. petty… I’m sayin ungrateful

But life’s long, opinions change

Ima get thru this tho, right

Yea

Hook

Like it was 1987

Mama made a legend

Let me be what I wana be, gotta thank her forever

It was 1987

Folks slipped up, didn’t mean to have me

But fck it, left me with talent

Yeah it was 1987

Thank god I got my brothers / we move city to city, lord we some bad muthafckas

87… now I’m faded layin’ letters down /if my people wit it then let K.R.I.T put these sounds together

Verse

This for my niggas / this for they bitches

Sht, little bit of dope / for Sunday sixteen’s, come witness

Geez… gotta get this doh / ay, im tryna pay these bills

For the people puttin’ in work / hit em’ wit an mp3, what a deal

This for people tryna get meals / workers tryna get to retirement

Sht, we know we the new slaves / you ain’t gotta tell us, time did

This for all the people that lined up / payin’ fines / 9 to 5’d up

High as fck / I’m ridin out on my competition, sht..times up

& I’m sorry but I’m liable to get heated when I hear another liar go

Anywhere near my microphone / it’s mine, i got this / Sign I’m stoned

M.i – Lyrical Jedi / but I silent soul

Been a lil bit loud / I gotta good reason, sit in / get a crash course

Gotta pile of dro / papers & a dime but no

Money, it’s funny we happy at least / we fine, we low

Aay...Sht at least we got this roof & got this food / I got these records, little bit of pape(r) I got this juice

Hook