Big K.R.I.T. - 1987 lyrics

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 n***as / this for they b**hes 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