Black Sheep ft. Aced Spade Lyrics

I'm the black sheep that rose from the ashes now I constantly fight

But these battles are with myself I'm always dimming my light

This not a scrimmage can't be limiting my talent and might

There are are no second chances here

Allegations ruin your life

But in spite

Can't be delusional they'll show up to your funeral

Acting like it was beautiful posting pictures just using you

Another black man just entertaining the masses

We got a thousand slave films

White people watch it and laughing

My nigga bang under the five he make you sing like the Jackson's

And neither had a childhood America's a distraction

I'll rather lie and piss you off just to get a reaction

Just like them bitches all on Twitter our black men they be trashing

Shit

Working real hard so a nigga can pay all of his dues

Life's ten times harder when your complexion's a darker hue

It's a fact, matter of fact, we still finding a groove

Doing what we got to do, staying on the Ps and Qs

It's not a class, life steady testing

It's shit you can not learn in a institutional lesson

That's real shit

Like having to cut loose ends that were once friends

Cause they don't wanna be leaders, but wanna follow trends

And I gotta make ends meet

In a city where niggas easily run up with heat

In the city of wind, niggas don't want you to win

Wishing on stars while niggas throw up the fin

Cannot be mad though cause niggas living on survival mode

Trust issues way too high most do not abide by the code

Chicago summer's very hot but the shit can get too cold

I don't stress over it much, the seasons change just like the flows

So here we go

Our name been stamped since your auntie was selling food stamps

(Welcome to the movement) We create records bitch (Brazil)

Serving niggas and we got good etiquette

Pockets full of dead presidents and it's evident

Elegant, we heaven sent

Doing shit for hell of it

I told y'all we were taking off like the Jetsons

Now we are in the skies smoking on y'all top 5s

Stop fucking playing with us cuz we've always been them guys

Can't see us, but they still wanna be us

But they still can't keep up

So we T Up, they follow the leaders

We big dogs they lil pups

Already told my folks that nigga a joke

He a hating ass niggas he Vegeta

Nigga don't want smoke, that nigga be broke

Ain't getting no cheese, Velveeta

In Brazil with a bad mamacita

But she still can't hit my reefer

And she want me to go deeper

Hold her tight and never leave her

They say this life's a bitch but America's a eater

Don't know what else to say

Get your priorities straight nigga