Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Gonna See It Coming, artist - T.I.. Album song Da' Nic, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.09.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: King
Song language: English
Ain't Gonna See It Coming |
Hey, jumped off the porch, |
With one thing on my mind |
Find a way to make a fortune, |
And keep from doing time |
I accomplished one of those, |
But the other never mind |
And stay away from scary niggas, |
They’ll kill you every time |
Think I’m Triple Six, 8 Ball, MJ, Lil Jon |
Crunk off in that pussy leanin' in it tryin' kill some |
She workin' on the pipe like this where she pay her bill from |
'Cause them other cats she fucked just fill it up a lil some |
2 things I don’t like: |
A bitch who can’t shut up and one who wanna stay the night |
What you say you playin' right? |
You best hit the blunt and tell Uber to meet you at the light, hoe |
Back to where you came from, that’s just how the dice roll |
Uncle Quentin, man, they raised me don’t take shit from anyone |
Sold extortions off the list, TIP you won’t get a penny from |
Bet 10 to 1, |
Bet you won’t reach my level of success 'fore my kids are grown |
I’m gettin' topped off in a Thunderbird |
I guess you can call that some ThunderDome |
And I’m already off of whatever you on, bitch |
Aye I’m king of whatever best let it be known |
I don’t give a damn 'bout you making no song |
You better watch what you say in your song |
'Fore you see what happen when faking go wrong |
Say you gon' overthrow me, what’s taking so long? |
I been kicking back patiently waiting for someone to rattle my cage |
No, I’m not that old nigga think that he run it, and talkin' bout what he did |
back in the day |
Oh no, I’m still as viscous as ever, |
More brilliant and clever |
And still 'bout that action today |
Oh no, you can’t compete in the league that I play in, |
I learn from Jimmy Henchmen and Rap-A-Lot Jay |
And how can I say it, |
I lead the generation who lasted the one with they guns and were running the |
traphouse, police we sell crack in their face |
My presence suggest, I have tats in my face |
And my reputation ain’t nothing to play with, |
You owe me some money, suggest that you pay it, |
Or that doubled down I’ma put on your head |
I’m thinking you might tell someone what I did, |
But you gon' be dead |
How you gon' say it, |
Dead man don’t talk thought you knew it |
You can scream from the grave but we don’t wanna hear it |
All I hear what the Bankroll said, |
I stay booted up so I can’t go dead |
Nigga fuck that case if it can’t go fed |
What the fuck your mind on if it ain’t on bread |
And I stay poured up, |
Ac' on deck I don’t drink no red |
In my suite bad bitches link up, |
Got 'em in the bedroom can’t go to bed |
Ain’t no games shawty know how I play it |
I know I’m the shit shawty you ain’t gotta say it |
If you can’t see now, how the king get down |
May as well turn around, bitch, you ain’t gon' see it |