BLACK SHEEP

I'm a black sheep in white clothing
Fake mother fuckers gonna stay loathing
See you grab the mic and start choking
In my own lane I know I'm boasting
Camouflage to these walls I know I'm posing
Snapchat me and your phone broken
Sneak attack in the back call me trojan
Foaming at the mouth and I ain't joking

Yeah, say I'm in my own lane
But the road is dead no endgame
My pennies four in a row like kid games
Overflow queens heads, no crown no shame
Dropped a tape better than my peers
Heard my new shit now they are all ears
Gave my voice out so dumb, so freely
Now I'm looking at you fuckers like really?
You think your worth my attention?
Your best stuff ain't even reflecting
In my eyes like Armani wristwatch
Casio on flex no time back-shots
Fanny pack, print all over
Rock my own shit like four leaf clover
Orange hat worn has seen better days
Just seen my bank and I have been paid

I'm a black sheep in white clothing
Fake mother fuckers gonna stay loathing
See you grab the mic and start choking
In my own lane I know I'm boasting
Camouflage to these walls I know I'm posing
Snapchat me and your phone broken
Sneak attack in the back call me trojan
Foaming at the mouth and I ain't joking

Bout to end your man's whole career
Don't need a co-sign, sir sign right here
Just signing for your guys whole damn career
Who came with the ideas that still ignore?
When my tapes doing well where the fuck is your own shit?
You know the stuff u came up with
Oh wait your just piggybacking roller-coasting
About to take you down under
Corkscrew followed by a tunnel, more a bunker
Cause I'm dropping bombs bigger than hiroshima
Talk big though girls don't be coming near you
Got push 'em off like drug mules, new rules
Don't come close I maybe carry tools
I know, I know, I know, I treat those bitches cruel
Cause they ain't my bitch I ain't no fool

I'm just sick of these cunts who try and pigeon hole
No I won't do grime this shit is getting old
Cause my accent ain't familiar
Yo wanna box me in cause my voice sounds peculiar?
Fuck these waste men they ain't wasting my time
Hit you up with a fake text 'are u fine?'
Next thing you know they are asking for help
But man is done, fuck that grab my belt
String you up by your turkey neck, turtle neck
Back in your shell where you plan your next pay check
I cant front I'm guilty of that
But only thing I'm planning is my master attack
Coming straight for the ears with no fears
Gotta put it all on me please mind the tears
They happen sometimes when I need to unwind
Play that same sad scene, about time

I'm a black sheep in white clothing
Fake mother fuckers gonna stay loathing
See you grab the mic and start choking
In my own lane I know I'm boasting
Camouflage to these walls I know I'm posing
Snapchat me and your phone broken
Sneak attack in the back call me trojan
Foaming at the mouth and I ain't joking

I'm a black sheep in white clothing
Fake mother fuckers gonna stay loathing
See you grab the mic and start choking
In my own lane I know I'm boasting
Camouflage to these walls I know I'm posing
Sneak attack in the back call me trojan
Foaming at the mouth and I ain't joking



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Hemstead
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