Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Tryna Be Me , by - Tinchy Stryder. Song from the album Catch 22, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 31.12.2008
Record label: Universal-Island
Song language: English
Tryna Be Me |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| So, let me be (get me) |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| I’m just tryna be me |
| So, let me be (get me) |
| Watch me rock, watch me vibe |
| Watch me build up a- build up a vibe |
| Watch me rock, watch me vibe |
| Watch me build up a- build up a vibe |
| Watch me rock, watch me vibe |
| Watch me build up a- build up a vibe |
| Watch me rock, watch me vibe |
| Watch me build up a- build up a vibe, flee |
| Me, I’m fresh to death |
| Adidas line me up like I’m putting in work |
| They’re giving me straps on the regs |
| I still wear the green stripes with the creps |
| Wrist ain’t got no Ro to the Lex |
| I roll in the Lexus, I’m streetwise |
| I can never look cool in Levis |
| I’d rather put white gold in my necklace |
| No limit with the flows, I’m reckless |
| With my Ps, it’s all BBCs and Armani |
| I’m skulled out, coming like Ed Hardy, don’t start me |
| I’m smelling like a million pounds, I’m straight killing |
| Ladies love me dressed in white linen |
| Yeah, I’m a breath of fresh air |
| Ruff Sqwad, we stay flee to death here |
| I’m so amazing, I got eyelids raising |
| 48 hours in the lab I’m craving |
| Breaking my sleep cycle, I been slaving |
| I chose the path I didn’t wanna go, Cambridge or Havering |
| Good results, I got an A in |
| Physical Education, I wasn’t taking |
| No prisoners on the track when racing |
| Hood star, pick up the speed and start pacing away |
| It’s a new day and I’m still here, still fear |
| Not going through the door, still here |
| Snakes rattling in my ear, so so near |
| You can’t match my flow, I’m so so clear |
| With me what you see is what you get, straight up |
| You’re living in an illusion, please wake up |
| I’m a cash cash money money maker |
| Then I murk the track, uh huh, later |
| Yo, see me, see me, I really am a problem |
| In the Ruff Sqwad camp I’m known as a wrong’un |
| I realise you man are soft like cotton |
| You see my squad are rough like Compton |
| And we talk flee girls and we got them |
| Flee to the T, we got the swagger on lock and |
| Don’t mention the word if you’re not and |
| Keep sayin' «Flee» and we’re gonna have a problem |
| With you, you and the rest of your crew |
| We’re fully grown in this, you man are still youts |
| That’s why I don’t drink whiskey, I drink Goose |
| Big man ting, I don’t know about you |
| Long, but champagne, we pop it |
| I’m a drunken animal, I really gotta stop it |
| But honest, that’s how I am, see |
| So really I’m just tryna be me |
| (I'm just tryna be me) So I stay flee |
| Red and green from my neck to my feet |
| Got that due flow, I could never rhyme loosely |
| So tight and the swag’s so complete |
| And I admit, it’s hard being me |
| I make money everyday, go check, I’m guaranteed |
| VIP guestlist, no need for ID |
| Champagne rosé, girls around me |
| And even if I had one leg left |
| I’d still run up a bill in West End’s best |
| Stay fresh, get more forget less |
| Crazy for paper spend, senseless |
| And I’m like a breath for the freshness |
| And you smell the essence |
| Keep my love locked down like K West’s |
| Flee recognise flee, do you get the message? |