[Featuring Roc City O]

Hook:

Games people play (I wanna know)

Games people play (why the brothers be playin' them games)

Verse 1:

Here comes the man of the hour

Never catch me fuckin' with cowards

Rock men from Thug Life to High Powered

Blazin' trees Chinese chicks to Lebanize

Across seas me and Big Frank be pickin' up keys

Sieze the opportunity to freeze MCs

Recognize who be gettin' that cheese please

I see you watchin' me like Whitenour

You gettin' power

Chickens gassin' you thinkin' your clique is as big as ours

Long time no beef on the streets

Ain't nothing sweet I still walk around packin' heat

You pose no threat you get yourself soakin' wet

Vibes from the mac and the tech

And what we be doin' chumps uptown we call them push ups

Pushed about a thousand grills shit is real (yeah)

I leave no evidence cat's ain't been heard from ever since

And officer, those ain't my fingerprints

Down low I'm scary slide to the back of this

City-O cash flow is miraculous

Mark what I say somebodys got to pay

My clique walk around sick like Doc Holiday

Hook (x2)

Niggas got a lot of games

Verse 2:

A-yo blaze something quick

So recognize who ya fuckin' with

I'm gettin' bricks runnin' with Colombians

While you punk motherfuckers starve on a block

I'm drivin' around spots gettin' mad props

Fuck standin' on the ave gettin' cash (what?)

That's all in the past I graduated fromt he class (yeah)

Every thug get a chance to be the man

I got mines and now this nigga's pissin' in they pants (ha ha)

They scared to death they know it's real here

I murder nigg