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***a trying to change the whip Riding round while the sample flip I came through with my crew trying to change some sh** Couple hoes on the pole trying to elect the dick Send shots who they meant for eject the clip Gone Man I heard I fell off That feeling was surreal n***a I ain't Kellogg's Don't sneak diss sh** b**h 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** with Fievel Heard they f** with 5.0 I'm the sh** yeah i know Got insurance p**y all these hoes is liable As of late being great screaming f** my rivals So much stress on my plate so its f** survival Either win or it's win in the wynn with 5 hoes I'm on fire shawty tell them bring the firehose n***as 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** She down to f** the team well thats crew sh** 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**h 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**y? I'm still getting f**ed by sallie mae I got your b**h baking me cookies She been half naked all day So excuse me if I quote Wayne but my dick is like an AK So Ima f** your girl while screaming f** the world so now in both they faces I spray Ain't even quarter track in yet I'm quarterback every time you n***as 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***a 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***as songs be wack as f** 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***as copy steez My sh** 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** a b**h 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***a [Hook]