Like I Ain't Lyrics - Tech N9ne

Ayy 

Like I ain't on 1, 2, 3 pac 

Like I ain't finna bust with my homeboy make the fucking beat drop 

Bussin' the capping, they wack when they're rapping 

You really need to trust in the fact that I'm back and I'm slapping 

The industry for ducking the cap 

We need to rap with the passion 

When I'm in this piece, I crush it in fashion 

Like I ain't never ate in this game (Cheah) 

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 scripted 

Pledge in the scripture 

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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 bought up, 

We're bussing and touching the heart of people 

That's loving the heart of stuffing 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 a sleep time for peep's mind on T9 

Like, if these rhymes really never ever happened (Cheah) 

To 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 rapping 

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Like I ain't rich, like I ain't sure 

Not a near record platinum and near gold 

Like I ain't drip, 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 fool, like I ain't cool 

Like I ain't build a empire in the zoo, 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 

Stressing, like I ain't step in the session with the Seven 

Never guessing the F'n cure is a spray thots 

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 (Boo so) 

Like I didn't meet Trav yet, like I never had assets 

Bad with the pimp, 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, 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 sure 

Not a near record platinum and near gold 

Like I ain't drip, 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 fool, like I ain't cool 

Like I ain't build a empire in the zoo, 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 itching to fly tec 

Whipping in kitchens with Pyrex, to the mission that God set 

For me, this ripping and quicken will not rest 

Like no flipping Techn9cian is obsessed (Cheah) 

Like I didn't know when I was dropping (Cheah) 

Independent music, I wasn't topping (Cheah) 

And all the bad bitches wasn't jocking 

I rap like I didn't know I did a record with Hopsin (Cheah) 

They call me Tecca Nina, I'ma shoot this 

If you're dissing, 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 

Rapping 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 (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 sure 

Not a near record platinum and near gold 

Like I ain't drip, 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 fool, like I ain't cool 

Like I ain't build a empire in the zoo, like I, like I ain't 

Strange Music 

2019 and beyond, baby 

This shit crazy 

Tech N9ne baby