Prince Akeem (feat. Wiz Khalifa)

Good morning!

This that alarm clock song

I made it for you to wake up to

Ah, you know I came to rip the scene apart

My whole life is a piece of art

Oh, and this is just a brushstroke

Oh, I made it in the biz they said was cutthroat

Oh, I'm gettin' where I wanna be

But honestly, I can't even tell if that's really where I wanna be

I'm not a commodity

I am on an odyssey

Used to be a wannabe

Now I'm what I wanted to be (woo!)

I'm an underdog, dog, I'm Ralph Nader-ing

Following my intuition now and that's a major win

I'm Taylor Swift, mixed with Ruth Bader Gins

Liberation is the flavor that I'm savorin' (it's mmm)

Fake breasts and makeup, they don't turn me on

Life is a game and, yes, the journey's long

Growin' my beard was just like me putting my jersey on

Coach K saw the light in me early on

Ooh (oh you don't believe)

Mike Posner, boy is he talented. I mean

That's from ‘08

Yeah, he is so talented

What up, Nolan! Jon go get 'em! Woo!

We 'bout to take it to a new level

Even when I'm sad I give 'em hell, I'm a Blue Devil

Her boyfriend wrote a book; I was unimpressed

I don't care about her man if it wasn't Hesse (oh)

I might do Everest, you never know (oh)

And change is like a metronome (oh)

I never read The Untethered Soul

I already got an untethered soul

I wasted years trying to become better known

Right when I gave that up is when I became better known

Oh this is that Michigan December flow

I got two lifetimes worth of ideas in my Evernote (oh)

Old soul, Fender Rhodes

Complemented outwardly now for my inner glow

And since I've seen

I changed my look to see who really loves me

I'm Prince Akeem

See when I was coming up, I was always one of them niggas who did what the fuck I want

Smokin’ weed on TV wasn’t even cool. Now that shit legal

So back then, from causing trouble to right now, I’m a muhfuckin’ businessman

Hahahaha, uh

Too rich to ever fit in; you wait in front, I get in

You talk too much, I listen

You blind, I got the vision

The day I work for myself, that was the best decision

You livin’ check to check, I check to see what checks I’m gettin’

You get no respect until respect is given

I live with no regret, you regret where you livin’

Still got the yellow card, we in the house chillin’

You think the air is on, I’m heir to the throne

So many diamonds, people stare when I put ‘em on

But they don’t walk up, my pockets thick like Mrs. Parker

And I got the Benz parked sparkin’ up

And I got a 6’4 that’s hard as fuck

But don’t get in over your head

Supposed to be stackin’ instead of spending most of your bread

Don’t get in over your head

Supposed to be stackin’ instead of spending most of your bread