- Pusha T The Games We Play 歌詞
- Pusha T
- Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers in em
In elevator condos, on everything I love
This aint a wave or phase, cause all that s**t fades
This lifestyles forever when you made
They tweet about the length I made em wait, what the **** you expect
When a ***** got a cape and hes great?
Ovens 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 in the Wraith
Get the table next to mine, make our bottle servers race
These are the games we play, we are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-***** claim he makes
To all of my young ******, I am your Ghost and your Rae
This is my Purple Tape, save up for rainy days
And baby mama wishes, along with the side b*****s
They try to coexist, end up wishing youd die, b*****s
Stood 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 dont need a globe to show you the world is ours
We can bet a hundred thousand with my safe hold
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-***** claim he makes
Aint no stoppin this champagne from poppin
The draws from droppin, the law from watchin
With Ye back choppin, the cars and the women comewith options
Caviar facials remove the toxins
This aint for the conscious, this is for the mud-made monsters
Who grew up on legends from outer Yonkers
Influenced by ****** Straight Outta Compton, the scale never lies
Im 2.2 incentivised
If you aint energized like the bunny for drug money
Or been paralyzed by the sight of a drug mummy
This aint really for you, this is for the Goya Montoya
Who said I couldnt stop, then afforded me all the lawyers
The only kingpin who aint sinkin
Chess moves, that means my third eye aint blinkin
Stay woke, *** **, or get out
Still pull them whips out, still spread the chips out
Might buy your ***** some new hips and yank her rib out
The message in this music, all my ****** had to live out
These are the games we play, we are the names they say
This is the drug money your ex-***** claim he makes, yah!
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