Tech N9ne - Like I Ain't (Lyrics)

Tech N9ne - Like I Ain't (Lyrics) Follow: https://www.instagram.com/therealtechn9ne https://www.facebook.com/therealtechn9ne https://www.x.com/techn9ne https://www.tiktok.com/@therealtechn9ne Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/5dqrgmHHBuUzwYKBXJuIm0?si=0024fa476aa0497c Lyrics: Ayy, like I ain't on 1, 2, 3-Pac Like I ain't finna bust when my homeboy make the fuckin' beat drop Bussin' the cappin', no 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, we need to rap with the passion When I'm in the streets, I'm crushin' the fashion Like I ain't never ate in this game (Chuh) Like I ain't never seen or had me some big things Like I ain't been around the world and with so many different girls At 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 I 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 bought up, we're bussin' and touchin' the heart of People that's lovin' the hardest stuff ain't no charted (Pleasies) Like I never got signed (Woah) Not a one, not a two but three times (Chuh) Like I never did get the cheddar or see shine Like a sleep time for peep's mind on T9 Like, if these rhymes really never ever happened (Chuh) 'Til right now, like POW, I got it crackin' With the pen and pad, without no backend 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 near record Platinum or near 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 pay slots Stressin', like I didn't step in the session with the Seven Never guessin' the F-in. cure is to spray thots (Brrt) Like I never had a shot (Pow) Or a song with the white guy Dre got (Woo) Like I didn't have a lay lock Never went on the set of Ballers with Mr. Baywatch Like I didn't meet Trav yet, like I never had assets Bad with the pen, but never cashed checks Rappin' like I ain't even close to havin' the bag yet (No) Like I'm tryna be the best up in this hip-hop (Chuh) And do a track with the king of Atlanta, T.I.P.-top (Chuh) Then turn around and go switch it up, and do big rock Tryna ride all the way up to my homie in Slipknot (Maggot, chuh) Like I never heard fans yell it Not the calm, not the worst, even Anghellic (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 (Chuh) And it never would tic and never do toc (Chuh) Like I'm rapping myself into learnin' brew hops Rappin' like I ain't never did a record with 2Pac Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sold Not a near record Platinum or near 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 Skippin' 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 tec 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 (Chuh) Like I didn't know when I was droppin' (Chuh) Independent music, I wasn't toppin' (Chuh) And all the bad bitches wasn't jockin' I rap like I didn't know I'd do a record with Hopsin (Chuh) 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 maestros 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 Or put the name Tech N9ne in my shoe strings (Chuh) Like I didn't know I was spittin' the butane And I grew fame with the homie Bobby and 2 Chainz Turn on notifications (🔔) when you subscribe to see new videos first! Let us know what you think in the comments and, as always, thank you for watching. ► For all inquiries, please send an email to: [email protected]