Prince Akeem - Mike Posner, Wiz Khalifa

Good mornin'

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 brush stroke (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, woah

I'm an underdog, dog, I'm Ralph Naderin'

Followin' 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 breast and make-up they don't turn me on

Life is a game and yes the journey's long

Growing my beard was just like me puttin' my jersey on

Coach K saw the light in me early on

(Oh, you don't believe?)

(Mike Posner, boy, is he talented, I mean he's so talented)

(What up, Nolan?)

(John, go get 'em, woah!)

We 'bout to take it to a new level

Even when I'm sad I give 'em hell, I'ma 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)

It changes like a metronome (Oh)

I never read the "Untethered Soul" (Oh)

I already got an untethered soul (Oh)

I wasted years tryna become better known (Oh)

Right when I gave that up is when I became better known (Oh)

Oh, this is that Michigan December flow

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

Bozo, Fender Rhodes (Oh)

Complimented outwardly now from my inner glow (Oh)

And since I've seen, I changed my look to see who really loves me

I'm Prince Akeem

See when I was comin' 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 motherfuckin' businessman

Uh, too rich to ever fit in

You wait the front, I get in

You talk too much, I listen

You blind, I got the vision

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

You living' 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 car, 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 Ms. Parker

And I got the Benz parked, sparkin' up

And I got a '64 that's hard as fuck

But don't get in over your head

Supposed to be stackin' instead of spendin' most of your bread

Don't get in over your head

Supposed to be stackin' instead of spendin' most of your bread