Luyện nghe bài hát Prom / King

This remind me of before we had
peacefully, never needed a pile of drugs
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,
hit me back, she broke 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 "Yo', well fuck her, it's on to the next"
I wrote that message I'm awkward,
Prolly' would have 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 to some girl I had never seen
He said to call and tell her "Walter sent you, you 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 remember vividly, he on me
He to beat me up and take my sneakers every family visit
I'm skeptical to let her know I'm Walter little
What if this shit all a joke, then again, 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 what's the scheme that we gon' wear to prom
I'm actin' like I'm not excited, tryna it off
So what's the car we're
Worst come worst, my mom can us
I'll call Walter, him, he said don't trip and just wear black
He said she and they go back, if any problems, send him back
I never had to, but now we're in
He Facebook messaged me
not to be a nuisance...
But he like 30 dollars short on all his prom shit
I'm like, "I got you, cuz. That's the least I can do."
He tell me send him the and he'll slide after school
I'm like, "Ok, bet," knew where he stayed at
He down the street, hella surprised,
where y'all place at?
Uncle Carl, Deborah, my cousin Rena
And I'm too, my family knew, kept 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," then he walked back home with a
He tryna it, but I see his dimple
I'm thinkin', "Damn, transaction was simple"
I'm shit, I know he hoop,
I'm like, Aye, where the rim,
He like, Tomorrow, if you free, you prolly as shit, tho.
I my brother not
So all 3 of us went to the and ran some niggas off the court
I'm hella passive, I was passin', I ain't 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 hopped out of her car and that her name was Jada
My heart's racin', I'm focused, I'm tryna keep it
Gave her the croissant, or
Or whatever the my mom handed 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 why I was shy, so self-conscious
pictures on the porch, and then we headed for the prom and
Walter went on prom the day, but to a different place
So he me like, "Cuz, this the spot. Let's meet up later
And bring through," prom flashed, I kept it cool
We show up to the where she brought a change of clothes
I'm lookin' around like, Damn, I don't nobody
We at this party out West and Jada to get dressed
I'm like I'm sendin' text
Some stranger get really close, I that I hear his breath
Then he put a to my neck
Gave me the run down like, "Jada my
And if you hit her, fuck her, make her miss ya, kill ya!"
At point, I'm just exhausted
where the fuck's Walter
He shows up 30 minutes after our altercation
I never mentioned it to him, he kinda
And I know if I tell him, that he'll beat this 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 that this time,
Just fuck with your boy?

Walt went to St. Louis, had a full ride for his
Him and his coach got into it, now he home doing music, aye
I was at Columbia, a damn straight A student
I had one B in a hip-hop class, I that shit was stupid
He transferred to Morris, always living down the street
My let out at 2:40 and his class let out at 3
asked me where the hell I been and where the hell I be
"I'm with Walter, mom, I'm safe" I keep in here late
I might fall off in your bed, I get girls now, I get
I get caught up followin' Walter, I'm a of my age
He talk to erry' in downtown Chicago
Wingman, I cannot fly
He was in Cal with Impala, he was nigga in the party
Awfully for someone that they barely mention
we from the part of city that they barely mention
Just logged Twitter and somehow we was barely mentioned
We signed our names on the open mic list and then skipped us
And then they us again like a week later
Like, obviously this fuckin' host can't read the
Hella' intimidatin', the big guy didn't to flex
So Walter walked to the host and
This the name you're next
Bullied our way to the stage and then our welcome
An apple get too far from the tree that it fell from
Just like my tryna do music and hope I make it
Walter joined me for the said the city waitin'

Walter invincible, dodged death a mad magician
More than a mathematician
I'm in LA workin' on List Project,
I get a call and get a fishy
Normally Walt joke on the phone, this time he over
My heart droppin', I'm like, Yo, is it?
He say he with T.Y on the highway and some niggas just tried to him
Emptied the clip on the car, but somehow 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 him for a play-by-play of how their whole day went
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?
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, case of mistaken identity
The news prolly' gon' run this, as two from different streets
questionin' him like he just shot at a trooper
My boy away unharmed,
And we did Lollapalooza,
Six months pass by, we celebrate, everyday a better day
I just Bucket List, Walter 'bout to drop a tape
Everything goin' perfect, couldn't paint a way
PIVOT is on the way, we just sold out Lincoln Hall
I went to talk to Sway
I got home and got back on it,
'Cause Walter was doin' tour
Sendin' me to songs that he made, Kid Cudi, we are not ridin' no waves, aye
Grandma made us blanky plates, we played 2K, that's 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 into this session, I got a call a number
That I don't got saved, but I anyways
She says, Hello, Malik, you or Squeak
Talked to my son He was just on the train
We got in the car, but we didn't know to drive to
it, wherever you are my nigga, we'll come and find you...

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