[Chorus: Qry]
Look at me and who I really am
Not in a frame that you see me in
Look at me, I'm ready for a next fight
Although I once lost at the start
Look at me and who I really am
Not in a frame that you see me in
Look at me, I'm ready for a next fight
Although I once lost at the start

[Verse 1: Qry]
You only see in me that guy, who plays rap
You look at me like you'd be looking at a picture and you never believe it
I got rid of privacy, but instead of that I've got money today
When I'm in a bad mood for photos I don't smile
No one knows the mess that I've got in my head
Majority treat me like an item, cuz he's an artist
That paranoia in the head causes a tough state
Sometimes I'd like to leave, meet a whole different world
I treat it like a confession, in which you equate
I wasn't living with the church since I was nine
Only money everywhere, but look seriously
What will be left of you, If you don't pull yourself together

[Verse 2: Szpaku]
Addicted to negative emotions
From situations, that I don't have an impact on and bombs
Whoever I meet, I argue with him
Is there something wrong with me, or is the world bad?
They had me for a loser in school times
Maybe that's why I really got into the neighborhood streets
Those times were for something, cuz they really toughened me
Now in a new Audi, I do (wrrum) for the truth
Here, where boredom forced us into cunning (let's fucking get it)
The glamour of the small city
Here, where poverty forced us into crimes
I don't get credits, I take what's not mine in shops
Robbing a tramp, drunk like a starling, get it?
Conscience told me to give the pledge back, what was the theft for?
Why did I pretend to be someone who I'm not
Painting purple on a shirt for the family (brra)
[Chorus: Qry]
Look at me and who I really am
Not in a frame that you see me in
Look at me, I'm ready for a next fight
Although I once lost at the start
Look at me and who I really am
Not in a frame that you see me in
Look at me, I'm ready for a next fight
Although I once lost at the start

[Verse 3: ZetHa]
You make quiet businesses, entering the dark gates
You get a grip of various things when you're broke
Mum alone has barely any, so what dough from mum?
You take life into your own hands - I know how it is homie
All hopes with you, two guys come up for photos
They were taking so much time that I told those shits to get gone
I barely passed high school, after high school work
There wasn't enough for the debts, but there was enough for the powder
Messy teen, homie, give him some advice
I swapped vodka for water, just like joints for a bong
I swapped bad for alright, I'll swap okay for super
I'm going, cuz some things are chasing me like I'd be flying with a puff

[Bridge: ZetHa]
Wach out teen, eyes around the head
Every guy, that runs with it has eyes around his head
I hope what's good, and health for the family
Together we'll make the dough and together we'll divide it