Lyrics Who I Am - Swiss Gambino

Let it shine right through
Let it shine right through
Let it shine right through
Let it shine right through
(Oh Yea Scream)

Don't know who I am, or who they want me to be
Reminding myself, really I just gotta be me
I can't fake it with no n****, make it hard for me to eat
'Cause when you look up "Swiss Gambino", you gon' see that Double G

I told my mama that I Made it now, but I ain't make it
At least not yet, I gotta step on all my haters
I chose this road that I been headed down, this shit get dangerous
But this my fucking spot and I just cannot let them take it
Hell no I can't let them take it even if I was a dead body
Way that I been ghosting, you've done think I was a dead body
Brolo make the call and say "we gotta leave a dead body
Bust until you see they fucking brain, it ain't no dead probably"

Don't know who I am, or who they want me to be
Reminding myself, really I just gotta be me
I can't fake it with no n****, make it hard for me to eat
'Cause when you look up "Swiss Gambino", you gon' see that Double G

Feel like Swervo when the rain come, stop the car, aim, blow
One-Nine-Ninety-Two, fuck these pussy n***** and fake hoes
All about the blues like a crib, but that ain't my gang bro
Double G no Gucci, but tell them that this my main flow
Heard they speaking loud on me, know my mama proud of me
My sister rapping all of my lyrics she get a smile from me
I'm walking around untouched 'cause I know God been looking out for me
I'm smoking so much everywhere I go, it's clouds surrounding me
My granny looking down on me, ain't seen her in so long
Heaven gotta have a phone, If so I'm calling on and on
Gon' keep my circle small I hope the ones i'm with don't never fold
Hope they don't snake me out, hope they don't be the cause of how I go
I gotta keep that paper on me, In my head I'm writing notes
Gotta keep that paper on me, so my money never low
Wasn't making music wasn't liking how my head on,
Now they feel me every beat every lyric all through the headphones
I been going crazy off the drugs but all my meds gone
I like all my money blue, but I want me a redbone
When i hear them sirens, I ain't peeking 'til the feds gone
Deep up in the jungle, I'm a threat like this the red zone

(I'm a threat like this the red zone)
(I hear them sirens I ain't peeking until the feds gone)
(Money blue but still want me a redbone)
(Drugs up in my body, going crazy, and my meds gone)

Don't know who I am, or who they want me to be
Reminding myself, really I just gotta be me
I can't fake it with no n****, make it hard for me to eat
'Cause when you look up "Swiss Gambino", you gon' see that Double G