เนื้อเพลง The Games We Play - Pusha T
เนื้อเพลง The Games We Play
God dammit
Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers
In elevator condos
On everything I love
This ain't a wave or phase 'cause all that sh*t fades
This lifestyle's forever when you made
They tweet about the length I made 'em wait
What the f*ck you expect, when a n*gga got a cape and he's great?
Oven's full of cakes that he bakes, still spreading paste
The love just accentuates the hate
This is for my bodybuilding clients moving weight
Just add water, stir it like a shake
Play amongst the stars like the roof from a Wraith
Get the table next to mine, make the bottle service race
These are The Games We Play
We are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-n*gga claim he makes
To all of my young n*ggas, I am your Ghost and your Wraith
This is my Purple Tape, save up for rainy days
And baby mama wishes, along with the side b*tches
They try to coexist, end up wishing you'd die, b*tches
Still on every couch, in the A at the black party
No jewelry on, but you richer than everybody
You laugh a little louder, the DJ say your name a little prouder
And we don't need a globe to show you the world is ours
We can bet a hundred thousand with my safe, ho
My numbers lookin' like a bank code
These are the games we play
We are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-n*gga claim he makes
Ain't no stoppin' this champagne from poppin'
The draws from droppin', the law from watchin'
With Ye back choppin'
The cars and the women come with options
Caviar facials remove the toxins
This ain't for the conscious
This is for the mud-made monsters
Who grew up on legends from outer Yonkers
Influenced by n*ggas straight outta Compton
The scale never lies, I'm 2.2 incentivised
If you ain't energized like the bunny for drug money
Or been paralyzed by the sight of a drug mummy
This ain't really for you, this is for the Goya Montoya
Who said I couldn't stop, then afforded me all the lawyers
The only kingpin who ain't sinkin'
Chess moves, that means my third eye ain't blinkin'
Stay woke, n*gga, or get out, still pull them whips out
Still spread the chips out
Might buy your b*tch some new hips and yank her rib out
The message in this music, all my n*ggas had to live out
These are the games we play
We are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-n*gga claim he makes