Big K.R.I.T. - Flying Lotus (Freestyle) lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Reminisce, reminisce Uh huh Yeah (x7) [Verse: Big K.R.I.T.] I'm praying for you even if you don't ask Just in case the drank and the dank might be our last And those times we laugh and smile become a thing of the past I'd rather smell the flowers now before I'm under the gra** I know, We got a habit of holding onto those grudges Emergency brake loving, some folks just ain't budging For they kinfolk, Until they ride in that limo Kind of parade that you don't wave out the window That's a sad story, we never dreamed we make it past 40 Now that we pushing 30 living fast just ain't worth it I'm trying to plant a seed and grow it on the richest surface Have a child with my queen the closest thing to being perfect Perhaps this verse is better suited for a song But sometimes a hook can water down what's going on And a freestyle will get the point across before too long I pray my words chime like church bells when I'm gone The lifestyle of rippin' and runnin' is cool for starters I'm trying to live for now and still focus on tomorrow Uplifting times of sorrow even if the time is borrowed And be the kind of king like my father All I ever wanted was to make my parents proud Ever since I left the 'Sip and got my a** up off the couch The road less traveled, but I wouldn't change the route I put up with the bullsh** to put on for the South A lesson learned, Cause sh** get crazy when you're finally grown Despite the silent nights, God never left me on my own, made me strong Now I gotta big up my family big up my friends So if these bigots belittle, we'll be bigger than them I seen it though, clear as day I get tired of leaving home, sometimes I'd rather stay And kick it to my pops about the biz, parlay with my brothers and hang out with they kids I hope they still remember who their uncle really is I heard they're walking now, no more crawling in the crib No more drinkin bottles cause they askin for a sip, I can't let ya Thinkin back when grandma used to give me all those lectures Now that I'm older I can see from her perspective That money don't buy love, happiness, or Heaven, blessings I hope my tone convey that I'm serious and that you feel it If these my last words, may they be more than lyrics, Krizzle [Hook: Big K.R.I.T.] This is for if you reminisce over me, my God (x2) This is for if you reminisce over me, my God (Krizzle) This is for if you reminisce over me, my God (x3)