The Games We Play

Drug dealer Benzes with gold diggers in 'em
 In elevator condos, on everything I love
 This ain't a wave or phase, 'cause all that shit fades
 This lifestyle's forever when you made
 They tweet about the length I made 'em wait
 What the fuck you expect
 When a nigga got a cape, and he's great?
 Oven's full of cakes that he bakes, still spreadin' paste
 The love just accentuates the hate
 This is for my bodybuildin' clients movin' 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-nigga claim he makes
 To all of my young niggas, 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 bitches
 They try to coexist, end up wishin' you'd die, bitches
 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 don't 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-nigga claim he makes
 Ain't no stoppin' this champagne from poppin'
 The draws from droppin', the laws 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 outta Yonkers
 Influenced by niggas straight outta Compton, the scale never lies
 I'm two-point-two 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 are made, my third eye ain't blinkin'
 Stay woke, nigga, or get out
 Still pull them whips out, still spread the chips out
 Might buy your bitch some new hips and yank her rib out
 The message in this music, all my niggas had to live out
 These are the games we play, we are the names they say
 This is the drug money your ex-nigga claim he makes, yah!