The Inkredibles - 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 [Hook: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a 150 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're 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're the usual suspects You know the boys on the block tryna take us in Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we're the usual suspects [Verse 1: Rick Ross] 17, time to man up Feed the fam boy, I put that on these canned goods All I got was Diabetes and a damn Ugg People talkin' down, callin' me a damn scrub Young n***as, all you want to do is roam free On your own feet, got to cook your own beef I'm too cool for lame dudes that ridicule I laugh while I'm doin' laps in the swimming pool I don't owe you n***as nothin' Throw me two fingers when you see a n***a stuntin' Black Philip Drummond, limousines are the Hummer Penthouse suite, pretty beach, I call her Summer Lot of homies pa**ed, see them in the future Runnin' so fast, on the gas, never neutral Got to keep a shooter while I'm ridin' in the 7 Higher than a kite by the time I get to heaven [Hook: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a 150 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're 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're the usual suspects You know the boys on the block tryna take us in Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we're 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 who*e that Goldie love, it didn't exist And Officer Foldy 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, to the roughest Jamiacans and Haitians [Hook: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a 150 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're 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're the usual suspects You know the boys on the block tryna take us in Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we're the usual suspects [Verse 3: Rick Ross] If you follow physics, n***a, money never float Meanin' every day I'm livin' try to stay afloat Comin' from a boss, I can predict a double cross Handlers managin' money they'll never come across Aspen to Africa, magnanimous numbers involved AK47s 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, f** 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 n***as who destined to get a life sentence Get they baby mama a Lexus for them nice visits My n***a got a dub and love to do the push ups I got a million cash, tryna get the kush up [Hook: Kevin Cossom] Doin' a 150 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're 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're the usual suspects You know the boys on the block tryna take us in Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we're the usual suspects Doin' a 150 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're 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're the usual suspects You know the boys on the block tryna take us in Cause we bringin' all of that paper in From nothin' to somethin' You know us, we're the usual suspects [Outro: Rick Ross] Maybach music It's deeper than the verse, baby It's deeper than the rap