Big K.R.I.T. - Rich Dad, Poor Dad lyrics
[Big K.R.I.T. - Rich Dad, Poor Dad lyrics]
Remember a child's place is what
I often heard while asking
About the things no adolescent could imagine
Trying on the pants of a man
I had not yet become
Hands too small to button the
Buttons my father often fastened
While speaking on his dreams and ambitions
Although I could never understand
There was comfort that I listened
With mention to be better than him
Be a better man in a world of negligence
Pedophilic meddling
Son don't trust your reverend
When they settling for settlements
Lock your doors, shut your windows
Don't let the devil in
The media graffiti us with relishments
Money, cars
And clothes I suppose what successful is
They say sow you're oats
It's natural to experiment
But don't get sucked and fuck and
Run amok - be celibate
Only 14 when I first cut
I wasn't her first, I had to strap up
And thank God for them condoms
That my papa gave me
Cause a convo 'bout birds and
Bees wouldn't save me
From a child I couldn't shoulder
Pushin' in a stroller
Down the streets of 3OB while all
My homies asked to hold 'em
Proceed to play ball
When he cried I can't console him
I truly wasn't ready for kids
That's what he told me
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
Never in a sense of money spent
Christmas trees are beautiful without
Presents up under them lead by example
Don't get caught up in the rapture
Life is just a raffle, mostly pain
But some laughter the older that you get
It's even harder to believe
No superheroes on TV you used to see
Remember that I told you slow down
Control your speed
The more you walk with God
The harder it is to scrape your knee
I remember when I fell from my first bike
There were no "are you okays"
And rarely "are you alrights"
Just dirt in my pockets, handful of gravel
That's when I realized that getting up
Is only half the battle
The fear of falling off will haunt
Me well into my teens
The moment that the world took
A shit upon my dreams
Cause money is the root
And love is all we had
In fact, I'm glad, I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
Son, I'm proud of you
I often heard while asking
About the things no adolescent could imagine
Trying on the pants of a man
I had not yet become
Hands too small to button the
Buttons my father often fastened
While speaking on his dreams and ambitions
Although I could never understand
There was comfort that I listened
With mention to be better than him
Be a better man in a world of negligence
Pedophilic meddling
Son don't trust your reverend
When they settling for settlements
Lock your doors, shut your windows
Don't let the devil in
The media graffiti us with relishments
Money, cars
And clothes I suppose what successful is
They say sow you're oats
It's natural to experiment
But don't get sucked and fuck and
Run amok - be celibate
Only 14 when I first cut
I wasn't her first, I had to strap up
And thank God for them condoms
That my papa gave me
Cause a convo 'bout birds and
Bees wouldn't save me
From a child I couldn't shoulder
Pushin' in a stroller
Down the streets of 3OB while all
My homies asked to hold 'em
Proceed to play ball
When he cried I can't console him
I truly wasn't ready for kids
That's what he told me
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
Never in a sense of money spent
Christmas trees are beautiful without
Presents up under them lead by example
Don't get caught up in the rapture
Life is just a raffle, mostly pain
But some laughter the older that you get
It's even harder to believe
No superheroes on TV you used to see
Remember that I told you slow down
Control your speed
The more you walk with God
The harder it is to scrape your knee
I remember when I fell from my first bike
There were no "are you okays"
And rarely "are you alrights"
Just dirt in my pockets, handful of gravel
That's when I realized that getting up
Is only half the battle
The fear of falling off will haunt
Me well into my teens
The moment that the world took
A shit upon my dreams
Cause money is the root
And love is all we had
In fact, I'm glad, I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
I had a rich dad, poor dad
Son, I'm proud of you