They tell me to slow down, they tell me to wait, Like I haven't bled for every move I've made. Like I don't know what it costs to stay— To outlast, outwork, outlive the game. I've seen the ones who had it quick, Burned out just as fast as their flame was lit. They flash, they shine, then they fade away, But I was never built for the short play. I don't break when the weight gets heavy, I don't stop when the road gets deadly. They don't know what I've had to take, What I've lost, what I've walked away from— Not just to play—to own the game. I play the long game, the fight, the war, Every mile, every scar—I've been here before. They chase the rush, I grind through the years, Because nothing real comes from fear. I play the long game, I don't burn out, Every hit just knocks my doubt. They can run, they can fade, I'm still here—I play the long game. I've been broke, I've been tired, I've stood in the wreckage of things I desired. I've lost, I've drowned, I've walked through fire, And I still wake up hungry, still aim higher. They talk about success like it's golden quicksand, Like it don't pull you under when you reach with both hands. They don't know what it costs to stay, To dig deep when the world looks away. I don't flinch when the storms get louder, I don't fold when I'm out of power. They don't know what I've had to take, What I've built, what I've broke to create— Not just to play—to own the game. I play the long game, the fight, the war, Every mile, every scar—I've been here before. They chase the rush, I grind through the years, Because nothing real comes from fear. I play the long game, I don't burn out, Every hit just knocks my doubt. They can run, they can fade, I'm still here—I play the long game. I've lost sleep, lost time, lost people I loved, Chose the road that would bury most under the dust. They want the crown without the war, They want the peak without the climb, But you don't get there without the grind. I play the long game, built from dust, Nothing I want is handed to us. They can quit, they can break, But I'm still here—I don't hesitate. I play the long game, never back down, Every loss is what made me now. They can run, they can fade, I'm still here—I play the long game. One move at a time, one step, one break, This ain't a sprint… This is the long game.
