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Who am I? Video (MV)




Performed By: Ayzetay
Language: English
Length: 1:58
Written by: Azania Netshivhulana




Ayzetay - Who am I? Lyrics




The son of teacher the son of a nurse
I want the money want the fame yeah Whichever comes first
A village boy from a middle class home
We never had much, and as such
I am always greatful for the things that I do gat
I cannot rap about dropping out school I never did that
Three degrees to be exact
I don't cap that's a fact
I will never double back
I ain't scared of you
Like I'm Bernie Mac
Even if I fail with music
I'mma still be a ceo
Me vs me a great clash like El classico
There goes, with that fake smile that he always shows
It's facade he takes it off when the curtain close
When life hits you hard
You better take every punch it throws
Larry Holmes, the highs and lows
Summer days and when it snows
Stay composed, you might lose your soul
Coz the city cold, these are just the stories that my granny told
If you ever feel like you are suffocating
You should come back home
And don't forget to pray
That is when you'll never be alone

You'll never be alone
Twenty eighteen westdene
That's when I met Mav
Five years later still tighter than we been man
Young nigga big plans
Niggas talking more about hoes
Instead of busines
It's ludicrous
Not Christopher Brian bridges
I mean it's foolishness
Music in my blood man
It's deep inside my Cartilage
You can have it all
And one day I'll be the living proof
The way I move
I stay in the shadows
They gon try to find me Scooby doo
We don't play boy I'm not no hugh Heffner
All this talent on my back I need a chiropractor
Ayzetay just say it right
I am the big stepper
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The son of teacher the son of a nurse
I want the money want the fame yeah Whichever comes first
A village boy from a middle class home
We never had much, and as such
I am always greatful for the things that I do gat
I cannot rap about dropping out school I never did that
Three degrees to be exact
I don't cap that's a fact
I will never double back
I ain't scared of you
Like I'm Bernie Mac
Even if I fail with music
I'mma still be a ceo
Me vs me a great clash like El classico
There goes, with that fake smile that he always shows
It's facade he takes it off when the curtain close
When life hits you hard
You better take every punch it throws
Larry Holmes, the highs and lows
Summer days and when it snows
Stay composed, you might lose your soul
Coz the city cold, these are just the stories that my granny told
If you ever feel like you are suffocating
You should come back home
And don't forget to pray
That is when you'll never be alone

You'll never be alone
Twenty eighteen westdene
That's when I met Mav
Five years later still tighter than we been man
Young nigga big plans
Niggas talking more about hoes
Instead of busines
It's ludicrous
Not Christopher Brian bridges
I mean it's foolishness
Music in my blood man
It's deep inside my Cartilage
You can have it all
And one day I'll be the living proof
The way I move
I stay in the shadows
They gon try to find me Scooby doo
We don't play boy I'm not no hugh Heffner
All this talent on my back I need a chiropractor
Ayzetay just say it right
I am the big stepper
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Writer: Azania Netshivhulana
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