Subway - Big K.R.I.T.

Yeah, reminisce

Reminisce

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I’m praying for you even if you don’t ask

Just in case the drink 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 grass, I know

We got a habit of holding onto those grudges

Emergency break loving

Some folk 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’d make it past forty

Now that we pushing thirty living fast just ain’t worth it

I’m tryna 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 ripping and running is cool for starters

I’m tryna live for now and still focus on tomorrow

Uplifting times and 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 and got my ass up off the couch

The road less traveled but I wouldn’t change the route

I put up with the bullshit to put on for the South

A lesson learned

Cuz shit 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 biggies 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

with my brothers and hang out with they kids

I hope they still remember who they uncle really is

I heard they walking now, no more crawling in the crib

No more drinking bottles cuz they asking for a sip

I can’t let ya

Thinking back to 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 tongue convey that I’m serious and that you feel it

If these my last words, let them be more than lyrics, Krizzle

This is for if you reminisce over me, my God

This is for if you reminisce over me, my God

This is for if you reminisce over me, my God, Krizzle

(This is for if you reminisce over me, my God)

(This is for if you reminisce over me, my God)

(This is for if you reminisce over me, my God)