Black Sheep - KOTA The Friend, Kamau

Yeah, yeah

Black sheep sticking out, that boy in the way

I got you all figured out, nowhere for you to stay

Mama love me but she never got it

Till I told my story and made a profit

They call your son a prophet

The windows open when your sun is shining

Hunger pains and empty pockets, humble beginnings that make me keep it modest

I choose my girl every minute and that’s despite the options

Damned if I’m asleep on her, only woman that keep it honest

And she the same as me

Never fit the frame to key

Never fit the lock because them niggas wasn’t caging me

Solo to the dolo, they shunning what they don’t know

They coming for my spirit, couldn’t knock me off my pivot

On my shit like 20/20, now they seeing all this vision

Handle messes with precision, plans is coming to fruition

I was so lost, you was in cahoots with your cohorts

Now I’m living proof god is fair

Took you so long, to know the shit that I already knew

I was privy too

Tried to make me doubt my own mind but numbers don’t lie

Black sheep sticking out

That boy in the way

Gotchu all figured out

Nowhere for you to stay

Black sheep sticking out

That boy in the way

Gotchu all figured out

Nowhere for you to stay

I’ve been at cold sheep

Catching cold shoulders

Let it coach me to thicker skin and bigger wins

And dividends through bitter ends

With big grimaces and bigger grins

My discipline never fit it in

Been at this since deliverance, yea yea

Cold sheep with the plugged in

Never got a cosign, never gave it any mind

I was lost in my mind

I was mining, came out with a crate load full of diamonds

By then, them cold shoulders fossilized and wanna chime in now

Na, na homie, I only po-litic with my posse

Na homie I only part, look with the ones that stuck around

Stick around even when the pots lookin' like it’s puffin' on pots

They don’t ever puff puff pack, I ain’t got a puffin in the pack

I ain’t never puffin' on the pack, but I got a whole lot of lighters

Show you how to simmer in the middle of December with no coat on

Show you how to keep a proton, in the pursuit of protons

full time with a backpack full of coupons

We were living out of backpacks tryna turn into

Still, on the road to the

Still, on the low with the

Still, on the low, on the low

Black sheep sticking out

That boy in the way

Gotchu all figured out

Nowhere for you to stay

Black sheep sticking out

That boy in the way

Gotchu all figured out

Nowhere for you to stay