Who I Am by ZC Music Lyrics
[Verse]
Party!
I’m played at parties
I'm on every tv
I'm even in a movie
Hope that they play me
In other countries
Hope that everybody
Know who I am
Know who I am
I passed my exams
Now I'm taking xans
I just bought a Mustang
Feel like I'm the man
At a concert in Japan
Let’s put that on Instagram
So everybody can see it in Amsterdam
Let’s take some molly just because I am a
Grown man, known man
‘Never Coming Home man’, wow!
I’m on the top of the world
I don’t know what I have learned
I don’t even know how to write my own words
Some people say I’m the worst
I just respond that “I can make a fire verse
Without any work, you jerk!”
I don’t have a future
Guess they call this torture
I got lotta pressure
Guess that makes me a loser
I just have to write, have to rap
I know people that can do the rest
Wait, who have to pay?
Who pay for a composer?!
Who pay for a producer?!
I won’t pay for any of that
I only pay for being with the duo
Man, man, man, why?
I thought it was fine with the duo
Man, man, why?
They prolly want credit, yuh!
Now they will get popular
Why did I choose rap?
Could’ve chosen something else
Now I’m not as popular
As before, wish that people know me
But they don’t know
I’m not who you think I am
You don’t see me as the real man
I am somebody you don’t know
I can’t even make my own flow
Popping a pill! Doing what everybody
Say is wrong but it’s not wrong for me
I’m not a lil’. That doesn’t mean that it
Isn’t what I try my best to be
It’s going down hill
Not the music, I am talking ‘bout my life
But they don’t know
Know who I am
Twenty thousand every month
Doesn’t matter, I don’t keep it for myself
I can only use forty percent
Now a weekday is a weekend
And a weekend is a weekday
Somebody hear me! Mayday
At the dark place at the subway
Ain’t even hype when it’s payday!
Should be called abuse
Should be put in the news
But the only thing they care about
Is telling me to improve
They give me bad reviews
I guess this concludes
That it really isn’t true
That celebrities can choose
Party!
I’m played at parties
I'm on every tv
I'm even in a movie
Hope that they play me
In other countries
Hope that everybody
Know who I am
Know who I am
I passed my exams
Now I'm taking xans
I just bought a Mustang
Feel like I'm the man
At a concert in Japan
Let’s put that on Instagram
So everybody can see it in Amsterdam
Let’s take some molly just because I am a
Grown man, known man
‘Never Coming Home man’, wow!
I’m on the top of the world
I don’t know what I have learned
I don’t even know how to write my own words
Some people say I’m the worst
I just respond that “I can make a fire verse
Without any work, you jerk!”
I don’t have a future
Guess they call this torture
I got lotta pressure
Guess that makes me a loser
I just have to write, have to rap
I know people that can do the rest
Wait, who have to pay?
Who pay for a composer?!
Who pay for a producer?!
I won’t pay for any of that
I only pay for being with the duo
Man, man, man, why?
I thought it was fine with the duo
Man, man, why?
They prolly want credit, yuh!
Now they will get popular
Why did I choose rap?
Could’ve chosen something else
Now I’m not as popular
As before, wish that people know me
But they don’t know
I’m not who you think I am
You don’t see me as the real man
I am somebody you don’t know
I can’t even make my own flow
Popping a pill! Doing what everybody
Say is wrong but it’s not wrong for me
I’m not a lil’. That doesn’t mean that it
Isn’t what I try my best to be
It’s going down hill
Not the music, I am talking ‘bout my life
But they don’t know
Know who I am
Twenty thousand every month
Doesn’t matter, I don’t keep it for myself
I can only use forty percent
Now a weekday is a weekend
And a weekend is a weekday
Somebody hear me! Mayday
At the dark place at the subway
Ain’t even hype when it’s payday!
Should be called abuse
Should be put in the news
But the only thing they care about
Is telling me to improve
They give me bad reviews
I guess this concludes
That it really isn’t true
That celebrities can choose