Backseat lyrics

[Hook]

Oh

All my life been a black sheep

All my life been the black keys

True I never really was a bad breed

Daddy probably rather me an athlete

Man that nigga move like a taxi

All my life in the backseat

You talk about life is it that sweet?

All these eyes staring at me

[Verse 1]

I've been feeling real low nigga, lowkey (lowkey)

How a brave heart feeling so weak? (so weak)

Tattoos on my passport, no sleep (no sleep)

This is what you asked for don't weep

Don't winge, man I'm here and I won't leave

All I wanna do, make songs, blow trees

Wouldn't be honest with myself if I don't speak

So I make the point to address 'em man you know me (hey)

Got me believing in Buddha the more I proceed (yuh)

Oh this life isn't guaranteed (yuh)

All my life felt a cold breeze

In and out but staying up and never down, you hearing me now?

Give me some time and a little space, I'll figure it out

They wanna know my whereabouts, and who I'm around

Been in wonderland for time, tryna' find our way out

You can hear it my rhymes, I'll be thinking aloud

I'ma be ghost for a minute don't get in your feelings

I ain't even wrote for a minute, not a single lyric

Man I got a life that is crazy most cannot live it

See 'em tryna' sabotage me, got me fucking livid

[Hook]

All my life been a black sheep

All my life been the black keys

True I never really was a bad breed

Daddy probably rather me an athlete

Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)

All my life in the backseat (yuh)

Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)

All these eyes staring at me (yuh)

[Post-Hook]

Phone rings and I missed called everyone

All I hear 'em saying is look what you've become

This is what you signed up, before you forget

This is what you get, uh, this is what you get

[Verse 2]

All these eyes in the front row, hella' pure souls in the front row

Remember seeing J Cole I was in the front row

Couldn't move, was in awe if you must know

Still struggling to find who I trust though

All my life in the cut though (yuh)

All my life caught the bus home, through the north side

Then I got a pedal bike, mommy flipped when I got home

Like, people get, killed out here but mummy I'm a rider and a fighter

Never been a dickhead in life, don't ever try me

Don't get it confused 'cause I'm humble and I'm quiet

Loud niggas step into Simz and get silenced

I ain't gotta say how but it don't involve violence

Though I got Gs that are already in the hair for it

But there's no need, I just want peace

Take me higher, get an eight from the supplier

Make your mind up, what you mean? What you desire?

Niggas hating but it's cool man, it's a minor

I just do me on my own and I'm the driver

Twenty-three feeling older and I'm wiser

All my life been searched for what I'd die for

Guess I am the one, the people I'ma fight for

Surely you should know who you rep, who you ride for

[Hook]

All my life been a black sheep

All my life been the black keys

True I never really was a bad breed (bad breed)

Daddy probably rather me an athlete

Man that nigga move like a taxi (yuh)

All my life in the backseat (yuh)

Talk about life is it that sweet? (yuh)

All these eyes staring at me (yuh)

[Post-Hook]

Phone rings and I missed called everyone

All I hear 'em saying is, what you become

This is what you signed up, before you forget

This is what you get, this is what you get

• Artist:Little Simz