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Black Sheep
Walt
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Turning, minds been turning, thoughts been burning
I'm returning to my old self, God please help
I've been learning, bout myself I'm so selfish
I've been earning, my respect like what's next?
Back to the therapy, open my notes
Get me some clarity
Verses be smooth, spitting coherently
Me vs them? No similarity
Beat so flicky, flow tricky
Waiting for my flowers, yo pick me
Yes I'm litty, bars witty
On two fifties, flow pretty
Don't know what I'm missing, music addicted
Feels prescripted, kind of feels like my nutrition
I'm a Chef whipping in the kitchen so
You know imma cook, don't need a hook
Gang got my back covered like I'm a book
Bout to spit 3 minutes straight you'll be shook
But I've been through a lot yo let's take a look
Let's go, switch to a real flow
Back when I was 13 years old
Doc said I had things I won't outgrow
All the issues I had ain't even know
But I ain't gonna trip, health took a dip
As a youngin I was going through a lot of it
Thinking everything would be straight if I was rich
Everything would be straight if I was rich
Well look at me now, just turned two four, still figuring it out
I got good money, still got bad health
And money ain't bringing Grandma out the ground
Only thing rich about me is my sound
I'm feeling alone, but I stay with a crowd
I stay to myself, but my thoughts get loud
I'm already up, may as well write em down
Man I can't go to sleep, no blaming me
I mean what would you do if you heard this beat?
My mental is different there's no one like me
I don't think that y'all get it, call me the Black Sheep
I been living a nightmare but still tryna dream
Blacking out when I write Dr M L King
How we out in the streets, and there still ain't no peace?
How I'm supposed to feel free, but can't trust the police?
Now I'm getting too real, they like Walt chill
You don't really think that white privilege is real?
I mean there was no need for Colin to kneel
And if George didn't steal he wouldn't got killed
They not even joking, say it's myth
Still treat us like three fifths
Checking around like tell me who you with
Cause you say the wrong thing and I'll be like Will Smith
Yeah you finna get slapped, smacked
Who you talking to like that?
You way outta pocket like Dak
And you not even black
But playtime is over, what a good run
Conscious rap cool, but let's have fun
Looking like Shaq when he went number 1
Switching it up, Dwyane Wades son
Eyebrows high, why you surprised
Trust is a trap it'll get you sometimes
Even your blood will plot on your demise
Remember now that's how Mufasa had died
Cause people be fake, people be crossing
Here's how to treat em if you wanna blossom
Haters like wings, just gotta toss em
Friends like movies, just gotta watch em
And nah I ain't finished
Still got bout 60 more seconds to kill it
Hitting like Tracy in that final minute
You not a real baller though if you don't get it
This isn't a Gameboy, no Wii
Keep two sticks, but don't ski
This for me, who care what you think
I be throwing up L's like the logo for Glee
Like Steph from the line I'm going in
Feeling like I'm Alex the way I'm on 10
God looking down like here we go again
I went outside to write, and it started raining
I flex with my bars, I'm really that dude
You flexing my ex, she already used
The way that this hitting you'd think I got sued
Day one's know me, I don't care how I'm viewed
Feel like Lebron, yeah I'm still going
Shared this with mom's, said boy you be flowing
Looked over at me, said you probably know this
But all of these thoughts I don't think you should hold it
She probably right, that's why I write
Beat so mean, flow so nice
Never been one for accepting advice
But you made it this far, so here go my life
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