Lyrics Doley - YvnqFrezh , Khaii

Walking by your doley in the street you feel the pressure
Them niggas catch you lacking, they gon get you
They dont play around to put you on a stretcher
You know we got the sauce, they need to ketchup

You wanna play the game boy, you better play your cards right
Hands together pray to got that it be alright
We was up and grinding all day, all night
Focus on your goal so you could live to see the foresight
Move in silents i aint even gotta talk a lot
You get caught, you get bodied
Cause you talk a lot, Cant be flexing cant be capping
When you on the block
They gonna wake up find your body in the parking lot
Life is like a movie
They dont trust it but they all wanna see the picture in the end
Beggars cant be choosy
They aint do nothing to help you but they wanna ride in the Benz
Dog eat dog, friends killing friends, Money on my mind, CT scans
Running up the sixes, Credit card scams
S.N.C had to make a couple bands
Had to find me a way, had too many rainy days
I be on my grind and a dont even skate
Somebody put you on you better learn to appreciate
When everybody left you,only niggas real stayed
Do it alone, dont need nobody, nigga pull up, I send you the addy
If you want beef, I give you the patty
You dont want action, niggas is chatting
Its the number one thing you better learn when you live
They dont learn to forgive

Walking by your doley in the street you feel the pressure
Them niggas catch you lacking they gon get you
They dont play around to put you on a stretcher
You know we got the sauce, they need to ketchup

See I put every beat up on a stretcher, Go call the ambulance
Go against me dog and you won't stand a chance
Got a who shoots, he's not a camera man
Or drive by with like fifteen hitters in it like a family van
Im in the studio, it's like an oven, get a mitten
Couldnt even count the amount of songs Ive ever written
Y'all could never take the heat so get outta the kitchen
Mandatory that I get selected like terms and conditions
Where were you, when I was up all night
I had to dry my own eyes, I knew the sun would shine
Stayed on my grind, and I did my time
That's why I stay with the bars, like I'm sentenced for life
And I done, lost a few people to the grave
Lost a couple friends but there's no hate
Im back and better never failing to amaze
No days off, barely need a double take
In the field, I stay balling OchoCinco
Take you out like we were shopping
When I pull up at your window
I dont dance, it ain't no disco, I talk money, that's my lingo
Really thought he was the goat, damn kid, I don't think so
At they necks, just like collars, Chopper singing like the Opera
Yeah I do it for the Grammy, I don't do it for the dollars
Yo girl still call me daddy like she grew without a father
Get me on a song, they say that shits an honor

Walking by your doley in the street you feel the pressure
Them niggas catch you lacking they gonna get you
They dont play around to put you on a stretcher
You know we got the sauce, they need to ketchup