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

Old school flow yo, yo, yo, yo, yo
They used to say they used to say
This rap shit

They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)

Yeah I remember it so clearly
Rappin’ to my pop about the
Cars and the clothes
Shrimp and the lobster that I heard about
Like word of mouth
The UGK tape and Scarface will turn ya out
I was like 13 thirsting for a good beat
Scoping for a studio talkin’ bout I spit heat
Like Ball & G, on that pimp type shit
Three 6 had me crunk on that late night tip

They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)

I played ball for a minute
Did I mention wasn’t in it
Writing rhymes on my glove so
I will never forget em had to quit it
Didn’t feel it back in high school
Rather write poems, known for flowing
Thats what I do
Couldn’t be little Zac forever
Peace to my big brother
Follow ya dreams baby
Thats word to my grandmother
When I hear the streets tappin’
My beats kickin’ my flow
I overhear the same shit
They always say before (he’s dreaming)

They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)

I told them call me KRIT
They told me change my name
Don’t be alarmed if you don’t make it
Thats just part of the game
Besides I ain't rapping about dope
Nor did I sell it i guess the story of a
Country boy just ain't compelling
A&R’s searching for a hit, I just need a meal
Couldn’t afford to pay the rent
But passed up on the deal
Cause, it wasn’t right sometimes you
Gotta wade the storm in a class of my own
But I was scared to raise my arm
Like, this my dream, this my life
I sacrificed it all
Except my soul in the firm
Belief there is a God watching out
When all the others used to doubt
Felt my pain and pointed down and said "Son
Your time is now"
I think my grandma pulled some
Strings on the low thats between her and the
Lord I’ll never know
For those that caught me in the
Spin, in Complex magazine, XXL
The Vibe and whatever inbetween
It’s safe to say that dreams
Come true I guess
Don’t let nobody tell ya, try for yourself
Just know that I was once
Considered just a dreamer
But, I paid my dues and turned
So many doubters to believers
They used to say they used to say
They used to say they used to say

They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
They used to say (He’s dreamin)
This rap shit (is not for real)
This rap shit (is not for real)

I don’t care if it is a dream
I’ve got to believe in something, my love
What can I do, what have I got to lose
You know sometimes dreams do come true
Might as well be a dream, dream, dream