J.I. – I Ain’t Gon Lie (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

J.I. - I Ain't Gon Lie (prod. Sensei & Infamy)

J.I. the Prince of N.Y drops the music video for the song, “I Ain’t Gon Lie” produced by Sensei & Infamy. Listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download.

J.i. I Ain't Gon Lie
J.i. I Ain’t Gon Lie

Drill music has evolved and expanded at a geometric rate over the last few years. Pop Smoke, whose life was tragically taken too soon, helped put the current style of New York drill on the map. Artists since, such as Fivio Foreign, have carried the torch and ran full steam ahead towards the progression of the sound. J.I, self-dubbed “Prince Of NY,” adds his own unique flare to the drill scene as well.

J.I adds a very crisp and determined vocal ability to the drill community. Oftentimes, singers in Hip Hop only half-sing or don’t apply themselves fully, and this couldn’t be further from the case here. J.I has great singing talent, and is still young with room to grow. In “I Ain’t Gon Lie,” J.I covers your average drill topics, but his vocality should continuously help him stand out amongst the rest.

J.I. – I Ain’t Gon Lie (prod. Sensei & Infamy)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
(Sensei, this shit hard)
(Infamy)
Yeah, oh-oh-oh

[Chorus]
I ain’t gon’ lie, someone gon’ die
If they try reachin’ for these chains around my neck
I ain’t gon’ lie, sometimes I be gettin’ high
But I ain’t goin’ out like them fiends, I stay in check (Oh-oh)

[Verse]
And I would tell you how it’s turnin’ out
But you’re not somebody I’m concerned about
You was politickin’ on my name now (Yeah)
I’m that nigga you gotta learn about (Oh-oh)
Might get shot by this pocket rocket
If you watchin’ my pockets so stop it, nigga
And you gotta pop lock and drop it
So don’t come if you not tryna top a nigga
It’s gonna be alright, don’t you worry, little bitch
Heart cold, ice, ice, baby, just like my wrist
And I heard they want me dead, tell them, “Put me on that list”
And I ain’t scared of shit, especially when it comes to risks, I take ’em all
My dawg just wanna get high, I told him he poppin’ too much
And if you put your money where your mouth is, you wouldn’t pop it too much (No)
And if we talkin’ about locations, they never dropped it for us (No)
And I could give a fuck if the floor wet, they ain’t moppin’ us up
And I told her all my secrets, now she my weakness
And they aimin’ for my head, I gotta play defense (Oh-oh)
Diamonds on my Carti’s, y’all should see how I peep shit
These nigga federalie, I gotta watch who I speak with

[Chorus]
I ain’t gon’ lie, murder on my mind
I see homicides when I’m sleepin’ in my bed
I ain’t gon’ lie, some nigga switchin’ sides
I’ma cut them ties and put some money on they head

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