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    PROM / KING
    (专辑: CARE FOR ME - 2018)
    
    [PROM]   [Saba:]  This remind me of before we had insomnia  Sleeping peacefully, never needed a 
pile of drugs  Everybody was college-bound, no dollar amounts  In God we trust, senior year my prom ain't had no party bus  My cousin hit me on Facebook, like "What shorty you takin'?"  I'm lying, I'm playing, I'm saying, "I got one to take," and I'm waiting on her response  Wrote her a 3 
page letter, it's 3 
days later, never hit me back, she broke my heart  So now he I'm'ing me shit like, "Yo' is shorty bad?"  I 
pretend not to be depressed, she never wrote me back  I 
hit him back like "Yo', well fuck her, it's on to the 
next"  I 
wrote that message thinking I'm awkward, prolly' would never have sex  You know in high school, 16 you prolly late  My cousin hit me back, "Don't trip, bro. I 
got you a 
date."  So he sent me this link to some girl I 
had never seen  He said to call and tell her "Walter sent you, you with me."  I 
think about it for a 
minute, like what's his intentions?  I 
mean, we never really got along or used to kick it  In fact, if I 
remember vividly, he picked on me  He used to beat me up and take my sneakers every family visit  I'm skeptical to let her know I'm Walter little cousin  What if this shit all a 
joke, then again, what if it wasn't?  Would I 
really risk the 
chance of me potentially fucking  On some stranger daughter 'cause I 
barely know if I 
can trust him?  Prolly not  I 
finally called her, tell her Walter sent me, "My name Tahj"  She asked me what's the 
color scheme that we gon' wear to prom  I'm acting like I'm not excited, tryna play it off  "So what's the 
car we're takin'?" "Worst come worst, my mom can take us"  I'll call Walter, thank him, he said don't trip and just wear black  He said she cool and they go back, if any problems, send him back  I 
never had to, but now we're in tune  He Facebook messaged me like, "Sorry not to be a 
nuisance..."  But he like 30 dollars short on all his prom suit shit  I'm like, "I got you, cause. That's the 
least that I 
can do."  He tell me send him the 
addy and he'll slide after school  I'm like, "Ok, bet," never knew where he stayed at  He walked down the 
street, hella surprised, "This where y'all place at?"  Uncle Carl, Auntie Deborah, my cousin Rena  And I'm surprised too, my family knew, kept this a 
secret  Me and cause stay down the 
street, living different lives  Everyday he on the 
bus, me, I 
get a 
ride  I 
gave him 30 on the 
porch, he never went inside  He tell me, "Thank you," then he walked back home with a 
smile  He tryna hide it, but I 
see his dimple  I'm thinking, "Damn, that transaction was simple"  I'm talking shit, I 
know he hoop, I'm like, "Aye, where the 
rim, bro?"  He like, "Tomorrow, if you free, you prolly weak as shit, tho."  I 
know my brother not  So all 3 
of us went to the 
park and ran some niggas off the 
court  I'm hella passive, I 
was passing, I 
ain't have to score  The 
next day the 
prom, I 
couldn't sleep, I 
stayed up  My granddad gave me a 
condom then walked away, didn't say nothing  She hopped out of her car and said that her name was Jada  My heart's racing, I'm focused, I'm tryna keep it playa  Gave her the 
croissant, or corsage or whatever the 
fuck my mom handed me  And said, "Now put it on her hand, Malik", family ties  My grandfather taught me how to tie up a 
tie 'cause my dad lived in NY  That's prolly why I 
was shy, so self-conscious  Took pictures on the 
porch, and then we headed for the 
prom and  Walter went on prom the 
same day, but to a 
different place  So he text me like, "Cause, this the 
spot. Let's meet up later  And bring Jada through," prom flashed, I 
kept it cool  We show up to the 
function where she brought a 
change of clothes  I'm looking around like, "Damn, I 
don't know nobody"  We at this party out West and Jada left to get dressed  I'm faking like I'm sending text  Some stranger get really close, I 
swear that I 
hear his breath  Then he put a 
knife to my neck  Gave me the 
run down like, "Jada my sister  And if you hit her, fuck her, make her miss ya, I'ma kill ya!"  At this point, I'm just exhausted  Wondering where the 
fuck's Walter  He shows up like 30 minutes after our altercation  I 
never mentioned it to him, he kinda overprotective  And I 
know if I 
tell him, that he'll beat this nigga's skull in  Turn his body a 
skeleton, and our night'll end terrible  I 
exhale and say, "Fuck it", and I 
just chose to let it go   [KING]   (Said you're used to getting everything your way... this not how that happens this time, just gotta fuck with your boy?)   [Saba:]  Walt went to St. Louis, had a 
full ride for his hooping  Him and his coach got into it, now he back home doing music, aye  I 
was at Columbia, a 
damn near straight A 
student  I 
had one B 
in a 
hip-hop class, I 
thought that shit was stupid  He transferred to Robert Morris, always living down the 
street  My class let out at 2: 40 and his class let out at 3 
 Mama asked me where the 
hell I 
been and where the 
hell I 
be  "I'm with Walter, mom, I'm safe" I 
keep walking in here late  I 
might fall off in your bae, I 
get girls now, I 
get laid  I 
get caught up following Walter, I'm a 
product of my age  He talk to erry' girl in downtown Chicago  Wingman, I 
cannot fly though  He was in Cal with Impala, he was that nigga in the 
party  Awfully popular for someone that they barely mention  Plus we from the 
part of city that they barely mention  Just logged into Twitter and somehow we was barely mentioned  We signed our names on the 
open mic list and then they skipped us  And then they skipped us again like a 
week later  Like, obviously this fucking host can't read the 
paper  Hella' intimidating, the 
big guy didn't have to flex  So Walter walked to the 
host and said, "This the 
name you calling next"  Bullied our way to the 
stage and then overstayed our welcome  An apple never get too far from the 
tree that it fell from  Just like my father tryna do music and hope I 
make it  Walter joined me for the 
journey said the 
city waiting  PIVOT   Walter invincible, dodged death like a 
mad magician  More times than a 
mathematician  I'm in LA working on Bucket List Project, I 
get a 
call and get a 
fishy feeling  Normally Walt joke on the 
phone, this time he over serious  My heart dropping, I'm like, "Yo, what is it?!"  He say he with T.Y on the 
highway and some niggas just tried to kill him  Emptied the 
clip on the 
car, but somehow they didn't hit him  Sometimes I 
fucking hate Chicago, 'cause I 
hate this feeling  Innocent niggas get shot at, in the 
broad day, the 
A.M  I 
asked him for a 
play-by-play of how their whole day went  He said he went to XSport, and they ran a 
full court  And I 
can not retort without thinking that this can't be the 
reason  "So what else you do? What about Ty? Is he still cool?  Where you on your way from, and where you on your way to?"  He say he just left for dinner at a 
friend crib, and that's it  He say "Ty don't do shit but smoke, honestly Saba, that's it"  Give him sympathy, another case of mistaken identity  The 
news prolly' gon' run this, as two gangs from different streets  Police questioning him like he just shot at a 
trooper  My boy walked away unharmed, and we did Lollapalooza, yeah  6 
months pass by, everyday we celebrate, everyday a 
better day  I 
just dropped Bucket List, Walter 'bout to drop a 
tape  Everything going perfect, couldn't paint a 
better way  PIVOT gang is on the 
way, we just sold out Lincoln Hall  Then I 
went to talk to Sway  I 
got back home and got back on it, 'cause Walter was doing tour dates  Sending me links to songs that he made, Kid Cudi, we are not riding no waves, aye  Grandma made us blanket plates, we played 2K, that's just a 
day before  Fatimah got a 
show tomorrow, he text me, "Aye, we in that hoe"  I 
went to the 
barbershop, the 
first thing the 
next morning  Then I 
got up with Legit, we supposed to do some recording  10 minutes into this session, I 
got a 
call from a 
number  That I 
don't got saved, but I 
answer anyways  She says, "Hello, Malik, have you or Squeak  Talked to my son today? He was just on the 
train."  We got in the 
car, but we didn't know where to drive to  Fuck it, wherever you are my nigga, we'll come and find you...   [John Walt:]  Just another day in the 
ghetto  Oh, the 
streets bring sorrow  Can't get out today with their schedule  I 
just hope I 
make it 'til tomorrow  I 
just hope I 
make it 'til tomorrow  I 
just hope I 
make it 'til tomorrow  I 
just hope I 
make it 'til tomorrow  
 
完毕