g-scott - don't say that lyrics
[verse 1]
all these nights that i can’t remember
all these hoes that i can’t forget
new slaves for a black card
young n-gga trying to change the whip
riding round while the sample flip
i came through with my crew trying to change some sh-t
couple hoes on the pole trying to elect the d-ck
send shots who they meant for eject the clip
gone
man i heard i fell off
that feeling was surreal n-gga i ain’t kellogg’s
don’t sneak diss sh-t b-tch this ain’t mail fraud
i’m fighting for the streets ken, ryu balrog
yeah, westside revival
couple rats in your circle heard they f-ck with fievel
heard they f-ck with 5.0
i’m the sh-t yeah i know
got insurance p-ssy all these hoes is liable
as of late being great screaming f-ck my rivals
so much stress on my plate so its f-ck survival
either win or it’s win in the wynn with 5 hoes
i’m on fire shawty tell them bring the firehose
n-ggas acting shady so i had to fire hoes
i’m sick get rabies if you biting my flow
all i see is sounds when im awake with eyes closed
til they know my name like everywhere that i go
everybody doubting i do it
tell em pour a 4 in that fluid
until the roof on whip is translucent
they can’t stop the show i’m still moving
see 3b that’s my movement
yeah i left the past i’m on new sh-t she down to f-ck the team well thats crew sh-t
she hop on top she ride she wet i cruise ship
[hook]
they been looking they been searching they been asking where i been
if i see her and i like her tell her which room i stay in
heard i fell off fore i made it seems like doubting me’s a trend
went from losing to a winner guess we in this b-tch again
don’t say that
say that
say that
say that
don’t say that
say that
say that
say that
don’t say that
say that
say that
say that
don’t say that
say that
say that
say that
don’t say that
[verse 2]
girl you talking million dollar p-ssy? i’m still getting f-cked by sallie mae
i got your b-tch baking me cookies
she been half naked all day
so excuse me if i quote wayne but my d-ck is like an ak
so ima f-ck your girl while screaming f-ck the world so now in both they faces i spray
ain’t even quarter track in yet i’m quarterback every time you n-ggas hit play
so let the record spin until the record end and then you might just wanna replay
they say i’m over heads but never over head they like wait what did he say?
a n-gga lost it all still on a quest to ball if god the coach i’m praying he let me play
cause these bills just keep on stacking up
and these hoes just keep on acting up
and these n-ggas songs be wack as f-ck
i broke down on your cd then i packed my blunt
so disrespectful
bite the hand that helped you
bet you so regretful i know
you n-ggas copy st–z
my sh-t from overseas
like i don’t even cop from no store
proceed to smoke a b
my thoughts is finally free
you wanna verse gone cost a little more
my life is work then rap and then it’s back to work i might f-ck a b-tch or do shows
every verse is like a journal entry i give the people my soul
some pages on it i’d love to change but them chapters now closed
n-gga
[hook]
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