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Who Am I? Video (MV)




Performed By: Bronson Alan
Length: 2:53
Written by: Bronson Burdick




Bronson Alan - Who Am I? Lyrics
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I'm living young
But shit happens
And that's tough
Mad stuff, I been working with
Check what it's purpose is
If I turn up the double
Burn up a rubber t-shirt
Breaking bubbles, poppin' pebbles
I'm seeking shelter in
These words
Encrypting my life's worst confessions
A short verse
To flirt with my childhood's first impressions
Verbally forgin' doors that I can run through
Cuz more often than not I'm wherever I can't afford to
All this shit I can't say, that I've been forcin' with metaphors
Pouring out my heart in the poetry and so therefore
Who the f*ck am I?
Can't say "ya gotta do or die"
If failing leads to suicide
Kinda shit to make me petrified
And I don't wanna die
Cuz I never had much time
I've been stayin' up all night
I'm always on that grind, Yeah
Yuh, aye aye aye
Yuh, Just moved away from everything I've ever known
Though it's been fun it's time to let that shit go
I love my fans, friends, and family back home
But it won't ever be the same again now that I'm on my own
I went from
Hot shit to not shit, I'll admit
From poppin' to irrelevant, real quick
My last wish is that your passion for my name sticks
Cuz I'm so sick of selling counterfeit
Can't live another second if I ain't staying authentic
Who the f*ck am I?
Can't say "ya gotta do or die"
If failing leads to suicide
Kinda shit to make me petrified
And I don't wanna die
Cuz I never had much time
I've been stayin' up all night
I'm always on that grind, yeah
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I'm living young
But shit happens
And that's tough
Mad stuff, I been working with
Check what it's purpose is
If I turn up the double
Burn up a rubber t-shirt
Breaking bubbles, poppin' pebbles
I'm seeking shelter in
These words
Encrypting my life's worst confessions
A short verse
To flirt with my childhood's first impressions
Verbally forgin' doors that I can run through
Cuz more often than not I'm wherever I can't afford to
All this shit I can't say, that I've been forcin' with metaphors
Pouring out my heart in the poetry and so therefore
Who the f*ck am I?
Can't say "ya gotta do or die"
If failing leads to suicide
Kinda shit to make me petrified
And I don't wanna die
Cuz I never had much time
I've been stayin' up all night
I'm always on that grind, Yeah
Yuh, aye aye aye
Yuh, Just moved away from everything I've ever known
Though it's been fun it's time to let that shit go
I love my fans, friends, and family back home
But it won't ever be the same again now that I'm on my own
I went from
Hot shit to not shit, I'll admit
From poppin' to irrelevant, real quick
My last wish is that your passion for my name sticks
Cuz I'm so sick of selling counterfeit
Can't live another second if I ain't staying authentic
Who the f*ck am I?
Can't say "ya gotta do or die"
If failing leads to suicide
Kinda shit to make me petrified
And I don't wanna die
Cuz I never had much time
I've been stayin' up all night
I'm always on that grind, yeah
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Writer: Bronson Burdick
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