[Verse 1: KOTA the Friend]
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
[Chorus: KOTA the Friend]
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
[Verse 2: KAMUA]
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
Invogorance [?] rigor in
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
[Chorus: KOTA the Friend]
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
