Lyrics Usual Suspect - Suspect, Flyo

Usual Suspect

Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Rob a yout, take a nigga’s funds quick
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Running round town on a madness
It’s just me and my gang, bitch
'Nuff niggas say they gon' slap this
But them niggas ain’t match fit
Nah, them niggas ain’t active
Them niggas just chat shit
Ayy, quick, run up and stab him
And damp his whole back quick
Yeah, I know I said it’s flamboyant
But, nigga, fuck all that swag shit
Get it first
And then you can accomplish
And then you can be some shit
And then you can just run shit
Then you can cop all the shit you want
Still be dumb rich
Still have funds quick
Wise words from Unc Rich
Take your time
'Cause bare man rush shit
Yeah, they had their own style
Now they’re adjusting
And they was in their prime
Now they’ve all lost it
I won’t stop till the re-up's on the truck, bitch
Make a mill up off this trap shit
I won’t stop till the music
Got the niggas flying round the fucking atlas
Performing to the masses
Track doing backflips
Runners doing run-ups
It’s just mathematics
And logistics
It’s still fuck you niggas
Bunch of hoes
You’re just bitches
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Rob a yout, take a nigga’s funds quick
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Running round town on a madness
It’s just me and my gang, bitch
'Nuff niggas say they gon' slap this
But them niggas ain’t match fit
I said you are now listening to the sequel
True say, Loading was the prequel
Batch of new bangers for the vehicle
True say, me and them nuh equal
I said I was an artist
'Bout time they hand me the easel
Nigga 'bout to put in this work
For the love of my people
Oi, you, yeah, you
I came to impeach you
Soggy rapper, looking all see-through
I can’t even listen to these people
About they go hard
Had to pop back in just to peek at you
They’re like «weird, you’re blessed, though
Why you moving so evil?»
Long time a manaman had this
Now I’ma let 'em all have it
Feel like big H on my trap shit
And Skiz like Buck how he’s managing
A bag of new hoes a man’s crashing
A bag of new flows a man’s stashing
I know the last time was some mad shit
But this right here’s some madder shit
This right here’s the maddest shit
Make you jump in the dinger, start slapping shit
Make you jump in the trizzy, start slanging shit
Make you drop a shit project, how embarrasing
But they’re like «that boy
He’s so impressive
He’s got bars
For any contestant»
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Right hand gripping my ratchet
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Uh-uh, never been a victim
Always been a motherfucking suspect