Prom Knight (aka. Wayne's song) (feat. K.O.Q. Musiq)

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I know her type, she the prom queen, But I was never the prom king
Look how far I came, got all these scars and all these bruises
Pussy nigga told me that I'm pussy Told that pussy nigga Prove it

And I got a lot of friends, that never made it home
I shed so many tears I could've bottled it all up and made cologne
This the smell of desperation, I want my people back
She said it's not something that she could love, but she could sleep with that

I dodged them bullets, then I took them pills and called the reaper back
I lost myself like whoever made recalled my sleeping back
We smoke that ZaZa, this that Zuka, don't do cheaper packs
Best believe he made me bleed, I left him leaking back

Best believe she broke my heart, but I was creeping back
Cause it's a double standard, feel like it's embedded in my manhood
Listen, but she doesn't understand good, but she hold my handgun
She got daddy problems and she's damaged

Wasn't too surprised she let my mans hit, I don't understand her
I swear I don't understand her

I know her type, she the prom queen, But I was never the prom king
Look how far I came, got all these scars and all these bruises
Pussy nigga told me that I'm pussy Told that pussy nigga Prove it

Prove it, prove it, I told that pussy nigga prove it, prove it,
I told that pussy nigga prove it

When I seen her lil' mama had on a crown
But she ain't know I'm real, she ain't know I run the town
Got a gang of real niggas, all of them carry rounds

If a man think bout trying, then we gotta lay him down
If that pussy think bout running, then we shoot him through the crowd
So baby, keep it quiet, we ain't gotta make a sound
We can slide up through the back, go and hit up the town
Cause girl, it ain't no secret that I'm tryna take you down

Look
You can find me in the hood near you
With that big Glock on my lap, see With a big chop on that back, seat yeah
And I'll keep my soul goddamn Not for that gold plaque or that Grammy
But I sold grams on that back street

I know her type, she the prom queen, But I was never the prom king
Look how far I came, got all these scars and all these bruises
Pussy nigga told me that I'm pussy Told that pussy nigga Prove it

Prove it, prove it, I told that pussy nigga prove it, prove it, Prove it
I told that pussy nigga prove it

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