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 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 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-nigga claim he makes
To all of my young niggas, 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 bitches They try to coexist, end up wishing you'd die, bitches 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
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 law from watchin' With Ye back choppin' The cars and the women come with options Caviar facials remove the toxins
Compositor: Desconhecido no ECADIntérprete: Terrence Le Varr Thornton (Pusha T) (SOUNDEXCHANGE)Publicado em 2018ECAD verificado fonograma #35145847 em 10/Abr/2024