Usual Suspects

Lyrics

[Produced by The Inkredibles] [Intro: Rick Ross] Maybach Music It's deeper than the verse, baby It's deeper than the rap [Chorus: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a hundred fifty miles and runnin' Get up in my way, then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the dough, but really ain't nothin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush, yeah, you know us We the usual suspects The real definition of success Blowin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects You know them boys on the block tryna take us in Because we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects [Verse 1: Rick Ross] Seventeen, time to man up Feed the fam, boy, I put that on these canned goods All I got was diabetes and a damn hug People talkin' down, callin' me a damn scrub Young niggas, all you wanna do is roam free On your own feet, got to cook your own beef I'm too cool for lame dudes to ridicule I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimming pool I don't owe you niggas nothin' Throw me two fingers when you see a nigga stuntin' Black Philip Drummond, limousines or the Hummer Penthouse suite, pretty beach, I call her Summer Lot of homies passed, see 'em in the future Runnin' so fast, on the gas, never neutral Gotta keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the 7 Higher than a kite by the time I get to Heaven [Chorus: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a hundred fifty miles and runnin' Get up in my way, then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the dough, but really ain't nothin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush, yeah, you know us We the usual suspects The real definition of success Blowin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects You know them boys on the block tryna take us in Because we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects [Verse 2: Nas] And still my talent is yet to be challenged Had no jet with my own pilot, no blastin' off with Flex or DJ Khaled My mom stressin' college But my crude sense of logic did allude to my empty wallet Try spittin' on a green tinted Accord Which could mean a sentence up North, where the homie was But back then dough was like a whore that Goldie love, it didn't exist And Officer Foley cuffs was after my wrists Was not Beverly Hills where we chilled, imagine this The Nazareth had to get from rags to rich I used to stand on rooftops with two Glocks Figurin', how do I turn my Timberlands to Crocs? Now reptiles was left out, I'm 'bout a watch, what is you thinkin'? Murk you, plus the muscle that you bringin' is nothing to me If you thuggin' or fake and shanked on Cuban, shout out my Ricans Dealt with all of you gangstas from the roughest Jamiacans and Haitians [Chorus: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a hundred fifty miles and runnin' Get up in my way, then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the dough, but really ain't nothin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush, yeah, you know us We the usual suspects The real definition of success Blowin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects You know them boys on the block tryna take us in 'Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects [Verse 3: Rick Ross] If you follow physics, nigga, money never float Meanin' every day I'm livin' tryna stay afloat Comin' from a boss, I can predict a double cross Handlers managin' money they never come across Aspen to Africa, magnanimous numbers involved AK-47s singin' winter, by summer you fall I dealt with broads and those willin' to sell they soul Over cars and clothes, man, I'm talkin' petty hoes As my fetti grow, fuck her, feed her Spaghetti-Os I'm club hoppin' in Cali, shout out to Harry-O Somebody dim the lights, triple black tux Keyser Söze in the flesh, it's time to catch up I run with niggas who destined to get a life sentence Get they baby mama a Lexus for them nice visits My nigga got a dub and love to do the push-ups I got a million cash, tryna get the kush up [Chorus: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a hundred fifty miles and runnin' Get up in my way, then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the dough, but really ain't nothin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush, yeah, you know us We the usual suspects The real definition of success Blowin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects You know them boys on the block tryna take us in 'Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects A hundred fifty miles and runnin' Get up in my way, then you know that I'm gunnin' Laugh about the dough, but really ain't nothin' funny Gettin' rich in a rush, yeah, you know us We the usual suspects The real definition of success Blowin' money 'cause I can and I love it From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects You know them boys on the block tryna take us in 'Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we the usual suspects [Outro: Rick Ross] Maybach Music It's deeper than the verse, baby It's deeper than the rap