Usual Suspect - Suspect, Flyo

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