Counting digits while the shadows creep

Counting digits while the shadows creep, Money talks, but the silence runs deep. In the vault where the secrets lie, Chasing dreams while the real ones die. Suit tailored, but the heart's still cold, Deals whispered, but the truth's been sold. Late nights with the weight on my chest, Playing chess while they’re stuck in the mess. Paper trails lead to the sins I stash, In the dark where the light's just a flash. Trust is thin when the stakes are high, Watch your friends when the dollar signs fly. Luxury comes with a price to pay, In this game where the shadows play. Counting blessings, but I feel the curse, Living lavish, but it only gets worse.