Luyện nghe bài hát Prom / King

This remind me of before we had
Sleepin' peacefully, never needed a pile of
Everybody was college-bound, no dollar
In God we trust, senior year my prom ain't had no bus
My cousin hit me on Facebook, like "What you takin'?"
I'm lyin', I'm playin', I'm sayin',
I got one to take and I'm on her response
Wrote her a 3 letter, it's 3 days later,
Never hit me back, she my heart
So now he IM'ing me shit like, "Yo' is bad?"
I not to be depressed, she never wrote me back
I hit him back like "Yo', well her, it's on to the next"
I wrote that thinkin' I'm awkward,
Prolly' would never sex
You know in school, 16 you prolly late
My hit me back, "Don't trip, bro. I got you a date."
So he sent me this link to some girl I had seen
He said to and tell her "Walter sent you, you with me."
I think about it for a minute, like what's his
I mean, we never really got along or used to it
In fact, if I remember vividly, he on me
He used to beat me up and take my sneakers family visit
I'm skeptical to let her know I'm Walter little
What if this shit all a joke, again, what if it wasn't?
Would I really risk the chance of me fuckin'
On some stranger daughter 'cause I know if I can trust him?
not
I finally called her, tell her sent me
My Tahj
She asked me what's the color scheme that we gon' to prom
I'm actin' I'm not excited, tryna play it off
So what's the car takin'?
Worst come worst, my mom can us
I'll call Walter, thank him, he said trip and just wear black
He said she cool and they go back, if any problems, send him
I never had to, but now we're in
He messaged me like
not to be a nuisance...
But he like 30 short on all his prom suit shit
I'm like, "I got you, cuz. That's the that I can do."
He tell me send him the addy and slide after school
I'm like, "Ok, bet," never knew where he at
He walked the street, hella surprised,
This where y'all at?
Carl, Auntie Deborah, my cousin Rena
And I'm surprised too, my family knew, this a secret
Me and cuz stay down the street, living different
he on the bus, me, I get a ride
I gave him 30 on the porch, he never went
He tell me, "Thank you," he walked back home with a smile
He hide it, but I see his dimple
I'm thinkin', "Damn, that was simple"
I'm shit, I know he hoop,
I'm like, Aye, the rim, bro?
He like, Tomorrow, if you free, you weak as shit, tho.
I my brother not
So all 3 of us went to the park and ran some off the court
I'm passive, I was passin', I ain't have to score
The next day the prom, I couldn't sleep, I up
My gave me a condom then walked away, didn't say nothin'
She out of her car and said that her name was Jada
My heart's racin', I'm focused, I'm keep it playa
Gave her the croissant, or
Or the fuck my mom handed me
And said, "Now put it on her hand, Malik", family
My taught me how to tie up a tie
my dad lived in NY
That's prolly why I was shy, so
Took pictures on the porch, and then we for the prom and
Walter went on prom the same day, but to a different
So he me like, "Cuz, this the spot. Let's meet up later
And bring Jada through," prom flashed, I kept it
We show up to the function where she a change of clothes
I'm lookin' like, Damn, I don't know nobody
We at this party out and Jada left to get dressed
I'm fakin' I'm sendin' text
Some stranger get really close, I swear that I his breath
Then he put a to my neck
me the run down like, "Jada my sister
And if you hit her, fuck her, make her miss ya, I'ma ya!"
At this point, I'm exhausted
Wondering where the fuck's
He shows up like 30 minutes our altercation
I mentioned it to him, he kinda overprotective
And I know if I tell him, that he'll this nigga's skull in
his body a skeleton, and our night'll end terrible
I exhale and say, "Fuck it", and I just to let it go

Said you're to getting everything your way... Tthis not how that happens this time,
Just fuck with your boy?

went to St. Louis, had a full ride for his hoopin'
Him and his coach got into it, now he home doing music, aye
I was at Columbia, a damn near A student
I had one B in a hip-hop class, I that shit was stupid
He to Robert Morris, always living down the street
My let out at 2:40 and his class let out at 3
Mama asked me the hell I been and where the hell I be
"I'm with Walter, mom, I'm safe" I keep walkin' in late
I might fall off in your bed, I get girls now, I get
I get caught up Walter, I'm a product of my age
He to erry' girl in downtown Chicago
Wingman, I cannot fly
He was in Cal Impala, he was that nigga in the party
Awfully popular for someone that they barely
Plus we the part of city that they barely mention
Just logged into Twitter and somehow we was barely
We signed our on the open mic list and then they skipped us
And then they skipped us again a week later
Like, obviously this host can't read the paper
intimidatin', the big guy didn't have to flex
So Walter walked to the and said
the name you're callin' next
Bullied our way to the stage and overstayed our welcome
An apple never get too far from the tree that it from
like my father tryna do music and hope I make it
Walter joined me for the journey the city waitin'

Walter invincible, death like a mad magician
More than a mathematician
I'm in LA on Bucket List Project,
I get a and get a fishy feeling
Walt joke on the phone, this time he over serious
My droppin', I'm like, Yo, what is it?
He say he T.Y on the highway and some niggas just tried to kill him
the clip on the car, but somehow they didn't hit him
Sometimes I fuckin' hate Chicago, 'cause I this feelin'
Innocent niggas get at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how their whole day
He said he went to XSport, and they ran a full
And I can not retort thinkin' that this can't be the reason
So what you do?
What Ty? Is he still cool?
Where were you on way from,
And where you on your way to?
He say he just left for dinner at a friend crib, and it
He say "Tahj, do shit but smoke, honestly Saba, that's it"
Give him sympathy, another of mistaken identity
The news gon' run this, as two gangs from different streets
Police questionin' him he just shot at a trooper
My boy walked unharmed,
And we did Lollapalooza,
Six months pass by, we celebrate, everyday a better day
I dropped Bucket List, Walter 'bout to drop a tape
Everything goin' perfect, paint a better way
gang is on the way, we just sold out Lincoln Hall
Then I to talk to Sway
I got back and got back on it,
Walter was doin' tour dates
Sendin' me links to songs he made, Kid Cudi, we are not ridin' no waves, aye
Grandma made us blanky plates, we played 2K, just a day before
Fatimah got a show tomorrow, he me, "We in that hoe"
I went to the barbershop, the first thing the next
Then I got up with Legit, we supposed to do recording
10 minutes this session, I got a call from a number
That I don't got saved, but I anyways
She says, Hello, Malik, you or Squeak
to my son today? He was just on the train
We got in the car, but we didn't where to drive to
it, wherever you are my nigga, we'll come and find you...

Just day in the ghetto
Oh, the bring sorrow
Can't get out today with their
I just hope I it 'til tomorrow
I just hope I make it tomorrow
I just hope I it 'til tomorrow
I hope I make it 'til tomorrow
I just hope I make it tomorrow
I just hope I it 'til tomorrow
I just hope I make it tomorrow