Meek Mill - What Part of The Game lyrics

[Intro] You know what I'm saying Then a mahf**er get mad about these little n***as coming into the game Not knowing what the f** to do, have a f**ing clue Heard a couple of rap songs and seen a f**ing couple of movies And they think this is what the game is about You know what I'm saying So they give the game a black eye I done taught you everything else you know about this sh** right Just be quiet for one time and listen [Hook: Meek Mill] n***as snitching on their hommies getting them life Still walking around like that sh** is alright But this is the life Ya, what part of the game is that Tell me what part of the game is that Same n***as that rode for risking your life Soon as you go upstate n***a hitting your wife But this is the life Ya, what part of the game is that Tell me what part of the game is that [Verse 1: Meek Mill] They say loyalty brings forth royalty The main reason y'all n***as is broke The main reason when it go down you n***as will choke That's why I leave my circle tight and keep my family close It be the n***as that you trust though, cutthroat Do you dirty and won't give a f** though Your luck though, same one's you ride for and die for Stab you in your back you got your eyes closed Thinking that its all love All dabs, all hugs They don't want to see you eat They'd rather see all blood Opening up all cuts You was in the light They was in the left lane and you was in the right The difference is you say a n***a riding cause he down to pull a trigger But a say a n***a riding when he down he send you pictures Show you love dropping money on your kids Now a days you go to jail they acting like you dead [Hook: Meek Mill] [Verse 2: Meek Mill] You used to be a boss got indicted started snitching All that money you was getting got a nerve to start b**hing Wasn't saying that when you was Louis luggage tripping You and your chick styling spending thousands in the islands But now you in a jam you couldn't ride with being silent So you'd rather rat your hommie out coward Got his baby mom stressing, kids growing up with out a father Be the main n***as talking like they riding, selfish Wouldn't bust a grape not if you hired them a Welch's The type to leave a n***a in the fire watch him melting I say what part of the game is that n***as telling on all their hommies how lame is that Weak a** n***as gon' let the game collapse That's why I'm spitting pain so I can help the game get back And these n***as I ain't got nothing for them Cause I'm real and I remember every n***a ain't loyal [Hook: Meek Mill]