| Ain’t I ain’t I ain’t I
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| Ain’t I ain’t I ain’t I
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| Ain’t I on some shit
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| Ain’t I fuck your bitch
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| Ain’t I Grand Hustle
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| Ain’t I fuck with TIP
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| Drama be the DJ
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| I just spit that shit and he gon' bring it back like replay
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| I come from the east side, run shit like a relay
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| Bunch of Philly killers with me they all look like Freeway
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| I know what we do is wrong
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| You can catch me in the hood probably somewhere don’t belong
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| I keep with my tre pound long
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| And Omelly keep his glit
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| His clip hold like 33 that’s three circles from a brick
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| On some shit, that’s your bitch
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| No it ain’t cause she ours
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| Pull up to the club we be on Banshees and CRs
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| Ask about us who we are
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| I’m a young king I’m wassup
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| I ain’t asking for no ride I made it here all by myself
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| Come for the belt ya for the ring
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| Ask your ho I do my thing
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| I was locked up in the pen but still I shine like I was bling
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| On the block with that Yao Ming
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| Tryna move that China white
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| Ya I grind like I ain’t even about to blow like dynamite
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| I’m that Bull just call me Mike
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| I change hoes just like they’re clothes
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| I change O’s just like they’re floors
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| And keep my money for them hoes
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| I keep money on re-load
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| I keep cash up in this stack
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| I don’t even know these lames but yet they Joe me like Jihad
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| And I just laugh, Joe me like GI
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| Bitch I’m trying to fuck you, you keep worrying about TI
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| Haters they can see I’m all about my BI
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| Bitch I been on swag
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| Ain’t I on my job
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| Lotta niggas hate cause we be moving like the mob
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| My boys in all black
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| Nigga run his mouth then then nigga lose his cap
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| West Philly back block that’s where you find me at
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| State they got my nigga Dean
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| I be on promethazine
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| Show you how we walk them down
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| No time with them triple beams
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| I get a jawn break it down let my youngins grind
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| You see them tres of the meter, and they done with dime
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| You had your work all week shit I hustle mine
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| I hustle hard, hustle hard I ain’t never fine
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| I just hit a lick, all white bricks
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| Fuck the drought we be flipping like a light switch
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| Ask my nigga he got a
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| We like a junkyard, we stay with metal shit
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| I can do it right or I can do it wrong
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| You buy it soft, try to cook it you be losing homes
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| Neef Buck told me get them where I fit in
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| The mac look great but its gorgeous with the clip in
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| And when it start to ripping, niggas start to scraping
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| And dipping, hoping they don’t catch it in their biscuit
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| West side of Philly nigga that be me
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| Disrespect and we check 'em like an ACG
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| They say your green not fire
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| Your white not oil
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| You niggas at loyal when you shining like foil |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ain't I Ft. Nitty , by - Meek Mill. Song from the album Flamers 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп