Luyện nghe bài hát Prom / King

This remind me of we had insomnia
Sleepin' peacefully, never needed a pile of
was college-bound, no dollar amounts
In God we trust, senior year my ain't had no party 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 page letter, it's 3 later,
Never hit me back, she my heart
So now he IM'ing me like, "Yo' is shorty 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 high school, 16 you prolly
My hit me back, "Don't trip, bro. I got you a date."
So he sent me this link to some I had never seen
He said to call and her "Walter sent you, you with me."
I think about it for a minute, like his intentions?
I mean, we really got along or used to kick it
In fact, if I vividly, he picked on me
He to beat me up and take my sneakers every family visit
I'm skeptical to let her know I'm Walter cousin
What if this shit all a joke, again, what if it wasn't?
Would I really the chance of me potentially fuckin'
On some stranger daughter 'cause I barely know if I can him?
not
I finally her, tell her Walter sent me
My Tahj
She asked me the color scheme that we gon' wear to prom
I'm actin' like I'm not excited, play it off
So what's the car we're
Worst worst, my mom can take 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, him back
I never had to, but now we're in
He Facebook me like
not to be a nuisance...
But he 30 dollars 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 he stayed at
He down the street, hella surprised,
where y'all place at?
Uncle Carl, Deborah, my cousin Rena
And I'm surprised too, my family knew, kept a secret
Me and cuz stay down the street, living lives
he on the bus, me, I get a ride
I him 30 on the porch, he never went inside
He tell me, "Thank you," then he walked back home a smile
He tryna hide it, but I see his
I'm thinkin', "Damn, transaction was simple"
I'm talking shit, I he hoop,
I'm like, Aye, the rim, bro?
He like, Tomorrow, if you free, you prolly as shit, tho.
I my brother not
So all 3 of us went to the park and ran niggas off the court
I'm hella passive, I was passin', I have to score
The next day the prom, I sleep, I stayed up
My gave me a condom then walked away, didn't say nothin'
She hopped out of her car and that her name was Jada
My heart's racin', I'm focused, I'm tryna it playa
her the croissant, or corsage
Or whatever the fuck my mom me
And said, "Now put it on her hand, Malik", family
My grandfather me how to tie up a tie
my dad lived in NY
That's prolly why I was shy, so
pictures on the porch, and then we headed for the prom and
Walter went on prom the same day, but to a place
So he text me like, "Cuz, the spot. Let's meet up later
And bring Jada through," prom flashed, I kept it
We show up to the where she brought a change of clothes
I'm around like, Damn, I don't know nobody
We at this party out and Jada left to get dressed
I'm fakin' like I'm text
Some stranger get really close, I swear that I hear his
he put a knife to my neck
Gave me the run like, "Jada my sister
And if you hit her, fuck her, her miss ya, I'ma kill ya!"
At point, I'm just exhausted
Wondering where the Walter
He up like 30 minutes after our altercation
I never mentioned it to him, he overprotective
And I if I tell him, that he'll beat this nigga's skull in
Turn his body a skeleton, and our end terrible
I exhale and say, "Fuck it", and I chose to let it go

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

Walt to St. Louis, had a full ride for his hoopin'
Him and his coach got into it, now he back doing music, aye
I was at Columbia, a damn near straight A
I had one B in a hip-hop class, I that shit was stupid
He transferred to Robert Morris, always 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 walkin' in here late
I might fall off in bed, I get girls now, I get laid
I get caught up followin' Walter, I'm a of my age
He talk to erry' girl in downtown
Wingman, I fly though
He was in Cal with Impala, he was that in the party
Awfully popular for someone that they barely
Plus we from the of city that they barely mention
Just logged Twitter and somehow we was barely mentioned
We signed our names on the mic list and then they skipped us
And then skipped us again like a week later
Like, obviously this fuckin' host read the paper
Hella' intimidatin', the big guy have to flex
So Walter walked to the host and
the name you're callin' next
Bullied our way to the stage and overstayed our welcome
An apple get too far from the tree that it fell from
Just like my father tryna do music and 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 call and get a feeling
Normally Walt joke on the phone, this he over serious
My droppin', I'm like, Yo, what is it?
He say he with T.Y on the highway and some niggas just to kill him
the clip on the car, but somehow they didn't hit him
Sometimes I fuckin' Chicago, 'cause I hate this feelin'
Innocent get shot at, in the broad day, the A.M
I asked him for a play-by-play of how whole day went
He said he to XSport, and they ran a full court
And I can not retort without thinkin' that this be the reason
So else you do?
What about Ty? Is he still
were you on your way from,
And where you on your way to?
He say he just left for at a friend crib, and that's it
He say "Tahj, do shit but smoke, honestly Saba, that's it"
Give him sympathy, another case of identity
The news prolly' gon' run this, as two gangs from streets
Police him like he just shot at a trooper
My boy walked unharmed,
And we did Lollapalooza,
Six months pass by, everyday we celebrate, a better day
I just Bucket List, Walter 'bout to drop a tape
Everything goin' perfect, paint a better way
PIVOT gang is on the way, we just out Lincoln Hall
Then I went to to Sway
I got home and got back on it,
'Cause was doin' tour dates
Sendin' me links to that 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 text me, "We in hoe"
I to the barbershop, the first thing the next morning
Then I got up with Legit, we to do some recording
10 minutes into this session, I got a call from a
I don't got saved, but I answer 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 know where to drive to
it, wherever you are my nigga, we'll come and find you...

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