Like I Ain't

Ayy Like I ain't on 1, 2, 3 pac Like I ain't finna bust when my homeboy make the fucking beat drop Bustin' a cap in the wack when I'm rappin' You really need to trust in the fact that I'm back and I'm slappin' The industry for ducking the cat when he rap with a passion When I'm in this piece, I crush in a fashion Like I ain't never ate in this game (chuh) Like I ain't never seen and had me some big things Like I ain't been around the world and with so many different girls And kinky parties that it could lift the spirit of Rick James (Jesus) Like I ain't a fixture and never knew Twista And never did music for the Alpha Dog picture Like I never script the pledge in the scripture Or had a hit song 'bout my my own liquor mixture Do it like I wasn't a starter that was on the Carter (Weezy) Wasn't in art of my cousin, the Water (fizzy) Nothing was bartered We're bussing and touchin' the heart of people That's loving the heart of stuffing ain't no charted (pleasies) Like I never got signed (woah) Not a one, not a two but three times (cheah) Like I never did get the cheddar or see shine Like it's sleep time for peeps' minds on T9 Like, if these rhymes really never ever happened (cheah) 'Til right now, like pow, I got it crackin' With the pen and pad, without no backin' Tryna stack and get action and pull The cash in is the way that I'm rappin' Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sold Not a ne'er record Platinum or ne'er Gold Like I ain't dripped, like I ain't froze Like I ain't made a quarter mill' for a show Like I ain't big, like I ain't huge Like I ain't shit, like I ain't pay dues Like I ain't full, like I ain't cool Like I ain't build a empire in the 'Zou, like I, like I ain't Toured with the Jay Rock, with the homie K Dot Like I ain't never had the allure for the play slots Stressing, like I ain't step in the session with the Seven Never guessin' the effin' cure is to spray thots (brrt) Like I never had a shot Or a song with the white guy Dre got (woo) Like I didn't have a lay lock Never went on set of Ballers with Mr. Baywatch (USO) Like I didn't meet Trav yet, like I never had assets Bad with the pen, but never cashed checks Rapping like I ain't even close to havin' the bag yet (no) Like I'm tryna be the best up in this hip-hop (cheah) And do a track with the king of Atlanta, T.I.P.-top Then turn around and switch it up and do big rock Tryna ride all the way up to my homie in Slipknot (maggot) Cheah! Like I never heard fans yell it Not the calm, not the worst, even Angelic (word) Before they told me that I can't sell it Before I went to the reunion of fam Nelly Like I didn't have this new watch (cheah) And it never would tic and never do toc (cheah) Like I'm rapping myself to learning brew hops Rapping like I ain't never did a record with 2Pac Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sold Not a ne'er record Platinum or ne'er Gold Like I ain't dripped, like I ain't froze Like I ain't made a quarter mill' for a show Like I ain't big, like I ain't huge Like I ain't shit, like I ain't pay dues Like I ain't full, like I ain't cool Like I ain't build a empire in the 'Zou, like I, like I ain't Skipping my job, yeah, like this is a process Try'na get from the projects, so I spit like I got next And I trip if you object, like I'm itchin' to fly Tech Whipping in kitchens with Pyrex, to the mission that God set For me, rippin' these quick and will not rest Like no flippin' Techn9cian is obsessed (cheah) Like I didn't know when I was droppin' (cheah) Independent music, I wasn't toppin' (cheah) And all the bad bitches wasn't jockin' I rap like I didn't know I did a record with Hopsin (cheah) They call me Tecca N9na, I'ma shoot this If you're dissin', you really don't wanna do this Niggas wanna try me, then you're gonna lose it I rap like I never did a record with Joyner Lucas (hungry) Like I never knew Maestro's Like I didn't know Trae was a asshole Like I didn't have a stash full of cash flow Rappin' like I'm back in the past with my afro Like I never ever knew Strange would put up the Name Tech N9ne in my shoe strings (cheah) Like I didn't know I was spittin' the butane And I grew fame with the homie Bobby and 2 Chainz Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sold Not a ne'er record Platinum or ne'er Gold Like I ain't dripped, like I ain't froze Like I ain't made a quarter mill' for a show Like I ain't big, like I ain't huge Like I ain't shit, like I ain't pay dues Like I ain't full, like I ain't cool Like I ain't build a empire in the 'Zou, like I, like I ain't Strange Music 2019 and beyond, baby This shit crazy Tech N9ne baby