Dame D.O.L.L.A. - Stay Schemin' (East Oakland mix) lyrics

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Dame D.O.L.L.A. - Stay Schemin' (East Oakland mix) lyrics

[Intro] Dolla P what's happenin'? Bozzie what's happenin'? Hello? Look What you do? Ride for my brothers dawg Hey, look Summer 16 Look, look, it's what we at, look [Verse 1] I'm at the tee like Jordan Spieth, I'm the chosen one Cause every road block I see I find a hole in one I'm on the green but the bunker's a possibility Humbled through my success and all these impostors is feeling me It's no surprise cause I execute with the best of 'em My x-and-o's is breaking down all my foes I always k** 'em softly and leave them a little exposed Now you probably see my pic by the definition of goals look My mind's spacin' the future y'all my-space I get my car pooled it's gonna be when I buy ace This my pace, I'm slow motion, better than no motion I'm in the fast-lane and I'm servin' 'em when I'm coastin' look This easy work y'all better listen work for money made Heavy duty I handle these changes feather weight 23 on my back the way that I elevate I turned it up and they hate it, them problems escalate I go in my bag of tricks and get the hit and licks That mean I'm takin' what I want ignore the consequence My prominence stem from the dominance of a kid that was overlooked but he grew up an optimist They feel like them gives a hit of fame when they come to game Got the grill and the chain lookin' like a lame These dudes followin' for size that they can't sustain I'm savin' for a rainy day while they make it rain Uh, so shout out to my followers I'm disappointed They make a couple dollars now they feel anointed We the guys you know the saying you can't beat 'em join it We come from where them trigger fingers is double jointed When that pressure on me heavy, just beware I'm deadly And my back against the wall, I probably break the levee A man of God, I'm risin' above the odds How many in my position can say the same for the squad That legendary hereditary when it come to me I'm tied to the tribe Felix Mitchell, Huey P That deep, East-Oakland breed, that elite focus I'm breakin' bread with all real ones if you see me toast Dolla