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suspect - fire in the booth lyrics

{first beat: suspect}

motherf-ckin’ suspect
rob a yute, take a n-ggas funds quick
right hand grip a {?}
runnin round town on a madness
its just me and my gun b-tch
nuff n-ggas said they gone buck this
but them n-ggas not match fit

nah, them n-ggas not active
dem n-ggas just chat sh-t
aye quick, run up and stab him
and damp his whole back, quick
yeah i know i said its flamboyant
but n-gga f-ck all that swag sh-t
i said get it first and then you can accomplish
aye, and then you can be some sh-t
and then you can just run sh-t
den you can cop all the sh-t you want
and still be dumb rich, still have funds quick
wise words from a rich
take your time, cus bare man rush sh-t
oh, yeah they had their own style
nah, theyre adjusting, you know? catting
and they was in their prime, now theyve all lost it
aye, i won’t stop til’ the re-ups in the truck b-tch
make a mil’ up off this trap sh-t
i won’t stop til’ the music
got the n-ggas flying around the motherf-ckin atlas
performing to the m-sses
trap dem backflips
runners do runouts
its just mathematics
aye, logistics
its still ‘f-ck you n-ggas, huh? bunch of hoes, your just b-tches’
ive never been a victim

always been a motherf-ckin’ suspect
rob a yute, take a n-ggas funds quick
right hand grip on a {?}
running round town on a madness
its just me and my gun b-tch
nuff n-ggas said they gone buck this
but them n-ggas not match fit

i said you are now listening to the sequel
true say loner was the prequel
batching new bands for the vehicle
true say me and them not equal
i said i was the artist
bout that time when they had me easle
n-gga bout to put in that work
for the love of my people
i said you, yeah you, i came to impeach you
soggy rapper looking all see through
i can’t even listen to these people
aye, about they go hard
i had to put back in just to teach you
they like your blessed though, why are you moving so evil?
long time manna man had this
now ima let them all have it
feel like big h on my trap sh-t
and skizz like buck how he manage it
a bag of new flows man stashed it
a bag of new hoes man crashing
i know the last tech was some mad sh-t
but this right here is some madder sh-t
i said this right here is the maddest sh-t
make you jump in the dinger, start slapping sh-t
make you jump in the trizzy start slanging sh-t
n-ggas dropping sh-t project, how embarr-ssing _huh)
but they are like that boy, how impressive
he’s got bars for any contestant (uh, huh)

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