Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim


[Chorus]
            Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep
        B7
All my life been the black keys
              Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
                Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
                Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi
        B7
All my life in the backseat
                Em7
You talk about life is it that sweet?
          Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me


[Verse 1]
                        Cmaj7
I've been feeling real low nigga, lowkey (lowkey)
             B7
How a brave heart feeling so weak? (so weak)
               Em7
Tattoos on my passport, no sleep (no sleep)
                  Ebdim
This is what you asked for don't weep
                      Cmaj7
Don't winge, man I'm here and I won't leave
                      B7
All I wanna do, make songs, blow trees
                           Em7
Wouldn't be honest with myself if I don't speak
                           Ebdim
So I make the point to address 'em man you know me (hey)
                     Cmaj7
Got me believing in Buddha the more I proceed (yuh)
         B7
Oh this life isn't guaranteed (yuh)
        Em7
All my life felt a cold breeze
                        Ebdim
And then now we staying up and never down, you hearing me now?
              Cmaj7
Give me some time and a little space, I'll figure it out
             B7
They wanna know my whereabouts, and who I'm around
         Em7
Been in wonderland for time tryna' find our way out
         Ebdim
You can hear it my rhymes, I'll be thinking aloud
           Cmaj7
I'ma be a ghost for a minute don't get in your feelings
               B7
I ain't even wrote for a minute, not a single lyric
             Em7
Man I got a life that is crazy most cannot live it
                Ebdim
See 'em tryna' sabotage me, got me fucking livid


[Chorus]
            Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (black sheep)
        B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
              Em7
True I never really was a bad breed
                Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete (athlete)
                Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
        B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
            Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
          Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)


[Post-Chorus]
  Cmaj7                   B7
Phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7                       Ebdim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
  Cmaj7                        B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
  Em7                       Ebdim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get


[Verse 2]
          Cmaj7
All these eyes in the front row (front row)
             B7
Hella' pure souls in the front row
                   Em7
Remember seeing J Cole I was in the front row
                      Ebdim
Couldn't move, was in awe if you must know
                     Cmaj7
Still struggling to find who I trust though
        B7
All my life in the cut though (yuh)
        Em7
All my life caught the bus home, through the north side
        Ebdim
Then I got a pedal bike, momma flipped when I got home
Cmaj7
 Like people get killed out here
     B7
But mummy I'm a rider and a fighter
              Em7
Never been a dickhead in life, never try me
                 Ebdim
Don't get it confused 'cause I'm humble and I'm quiet
              Cmaj7
Loud niggas step into Simz and get silenced
                   B7
I ain't gotta say how and it don't involve violence
             Em7
Though I got Gs that are already in the hair for it
                Ebdim
But there's no need, I just want peace
            Cmaj7
Take me higher, get an eight from the supplier
               B7
Make your mind up, what you mean? What you desire?
           Em7
Niggas hatin' but it's cool man, it's a minor
           Ebdim
I just do me on my own and I'm the driver
              Cmaj7
Twenty-three feeling older and I'm wiser
        B7
All my life search for what I'd die for
              Em7
Guess I'm the one, the people I'ma fight for
                    Ebdim
Surely you should know who you rep, who you ride for


[Chorus]
            Cmaj7
Oh, all my life been a black sheep (all my fuckin' life)
        B7
All my life been the black keys (black keys)
              Em7
True I never really was a bad breed (bad breed)
                Ebdim
Daddy probably rather me an athlete
                Cmaj7
Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)
        B7
All my life in the backseat (yuh)
            Em7
Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)
          Ebdim
All these eyes staring at me (yuh)


[Post-Chorus]
      Cmaj7                   B7
Oh, phone rings and I missed called everyone
Em7                       Ebdim
All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become
  Cmaj7                        B7
This is what you signed up, before you forget
  Em7                       Ebdim
This is what you get, uh, this is what you get


[Outro]
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim
Cmaj7 B7 Em7 Ebdim