Lyrics:

Ayy
Like I ain`t on 1, 2, 3 pac
Like I ain`t finna bust with my homeboy make the fucking beat dropBustin` 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 back end
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