Take me back to my school days
On some fuck whatever you say
I just wanna be the prom king
I just wanna be the prom king
I just killed your prom king
I just killed your prom king
I just killed your prom king
I just killed your prom king
(KILL HIM)
{Myer Clarity}
I told myself this year I'd be a asshole
Everyone wanna take from me grabbing a handful
Can I get you any more free samples?
Never mind the yes, please & thank you’s
I got oh so many friends only with me for the instrumentals
Been essential ever since I landed, never get credentials
Living off of pennies, plenty years you balling in some rentals
Middle finger to the industry & you if this offend you
Oh lord, gave y'all what you wanna hear
Guilty as jury of my fucking peers
I been at this game for a hundred years
I been at this game for a hundred years
Everybody out they god damn minds
If you can fake it here you can fake it anywhere homie
I got the 40Oz in me and I'm ready to ride
Uh yeah, I put this on the dead homie
Kill that prom king, kill em dead, grab his fucking legs
Grab that gold chain, string him up, wrap it round his neck
Cut his head, wave it at the game yelling god is dead
God it feels great, grab the crown, I got fucking next
Crash landed in that New York City Cover Band, without out a plan
Where everyone is measured by they rubber bands
I'm bummy as can be, oh me oh my, they tell me shut it down
That penny for your thoughts ain’t worth the smell of copper on your hands
All I wanted was the lime light
& To Dance with the prom queen
Hella Spoiled This Is my night
You can't tell me nothing
Take me back to my school days
On some fuck whatever you say
I just wanna be the prom king
I just wanna be the prom king
{Camm Hunter}
I just killed the prom king
I just killed the, uhh, hunter
I just killed the, uh
Alright
Okay let’s start it off, I make something from nothing so stop your bluffing
I spiked the punch at the function to make you lose your lunches
If my crown’s looking kinda rusted, yours is diamond crusted
I lay you out, leave your mother crying like chopping onions
I’m smoking damage, you couldn’t hack it, my lungs are blackened
So hip it’s tragic, I’m classic but in a different bracket
We travel across the map and back to secure the package
Then repeat the action to serve you people like tennis practice
And so it happens, the worlds spinning, it keeps turning
I keep earning, these shit talkers keep bridge burning
These kids learning it’s not about who can wish furthest
Bitch I am a star got bars even with shit service
So clap once for the young prince
And two times for his young bitch
And three times for yourself
You gon need it when we show up they don’t see nobody else like
All I wanted was the lime light
& To Dance with the prom queen
Hella Spoiled This Is my night
You can't tell me nothing
Take me back to my school days
On some fuck whatever you say
I just wanna be the prom king
I just wanna be the prom king
I just killed your prom king
I just killed your prom king
I just killed your prom king
{Kayo}
Well look
I ain’t really for that shit
You rich as your mind state, You can’t afford my shit
The devils in the detail, And life’s a pretty female
Its funny what you corny niggas would do for that bitch
I got it
A lot of people who talk about it won’t be about it
Wanna beef about it, come see about it, I really doubt it
You can ride the wave all you want but buddy the beach is crowded
The only reason you’re still breathing is cause we allowed it
The weed is loud, but we killers we moving in silence
I let the music speak, through it reach, a Truer peak
A higher height, with all these prom kings perpetuate violence
Now its fashion and drugs to show you where their mind is
I’m reminded to shed light cause the people are blinded
If you don’t open your eyes then you will never see
Don’t know what the future holds, cause I’m yet to define it
I look in the mirror and see what they could never be
