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letra de who am i - skrapz

[hook]
who am i? am i just another brudda from the roads
who am i? am i just another brudda tryna blow
who am i? am i just another rapper with flow
was i born to be a star is that the reason that i glow
who am i? am i just another brudda from the roads
who am i? am i just another brudda tryna blow
who am i? am i just another rapper with flow
i’m about to explode just in case you never know

[verse 1: skrapz]
who am i another young black statistic
rolly on my wrist and my whips futuristic
breaking down bricks now my fingers got blisters
filling up rizzlas with kush to get lifted
and i been on my grind all i’ve ate today is biscuits
rolling with your chick we don’t f-ckk its straight business
i ain’t gonna stop i swear down i ain’t finished
trynna be a millionaire by the time they free inches
kop a maserati by the time they free jazzy
couple big guns by the time they free fundz
yo im trynna make a movie by the time they free dewy
get my name bigger by the time they free jigga
thats why i spin keys, three words come to mind when your looking at me
money cash p’s
i kop the bimma kop benz not the bentley
i ain’t gonna stop i’m trynna get my money plenty

[verse2 : skrapz]
yo i grew the same as your average black yute
council flat 2 bedrooms weren’t much we made do
i had alot of dreams and few became true
feds all over my team now my crew became few
i’m in a west end spend a thousand on shoe
i know my mums probably saying son say it ain’t true
in a lv scarf looking like i got flu
got the gloves and the hat and the shoes to match too
this is nothing like skrapz is back one its part two
new flows new clothes got me looking brand new
got me feeling like who
i have to thank god i ain’t feeling like you
you be looking stressed out
same time i got your missus wid her crotches just out
she’s telling me shes feeling left out
i was like i hear that blowing weed sitting on my couch
she came north west to go south wow

[verse 3: skrapz]

(boom)
picture me inside a blue ferrari
i wonder if i blow would the roads be saying im illuminati
blue jeans giorgio armani i got my black belt wrapped round my waist like i do kararte
grey goose i don’t do bacardi i dont pop molly i just pop bottles when im in a party
look at my n-ggers neck looking like a disco-tech
you n-ggers wet and you can take that as a disrespect
im gonna blow and you can put that on a bookie bet
came a long way from no money for a cigarette
i used to buy singles, now i smoke weed different flavours like pringles
taste buds tingle looking like a star i just glow i dont twinkle
sitting at the top its just us we don’t mingle
f-ck them other n-ggers b
they ain’t my responsibility if they ain’t a member of my family tree

- skrapz

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