Suspicious Activity (Intro) Lyrics

Suspicious Activity (Intro) - Sus

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[Intro]

"They say sometimes, the people with the worst past create the best future

In this book, not everyone is lucky

When you're from a place like Camden

You're either making it out, or you're not

It's a dog-eat-dog world

One day, they will know the story

Just one day

One day they will know the truth

Who is Suspect? What's his aim, his intention?

The people want to know"

(Sting like Aybee)

Gyal wan' show their twerkin' ability

Opps wan' rid of me, threats ain't killin' me

Police sick of me, feeling's mutual

Feds on the block, suspicious activity

Get 'round there, cause casualties

Tragedies, free AR from the majesties

(Elevate, this mix sounds mad)

[Verse 1]

You don't wan' get bun by the fours

Get slapped by the dots, get stung by the skorps'

Let's tour, I'm grippin' my sword

S took it off safety, S just put it in sport

Circle the prey, live drills, I'm Michael Myers

Leave that scene like a scene from Saw

That was his final destination, left his camp, can't say no more

Cah the rest is history, left in the past

Hell break loose when I put on this mask

Bae, how your waist so slim with so much arse?

And you're bad with so much class

Girl bad and boujee, tightest coochie, drop dead gorgeous dressed in Gucci

Golden booty, put two hands on the booty and make her scream Sus like a groupie

Got-Got sticks, we fill it with stones

Hit wigs, we drill it to kill it, then go

Got a young G doing up trap

I gave him my shank, like go give drilling a go

You know, I done had the golden boot

'Till Broadday score, gotta give it to bro

I smoke mans cro and get in my zone

Smoke mans cro and get in my zone

(Smoke mans cro and get in my zone)

[Chorus]

Gyal wan' show their twerkin' ability

Opps wan' rid of me, threats ain't killin' me

Police sick of me, feeling's mutual

Feds on the block, suspicious activity

Get 'round there, cause casualties

Tragedies, free AR from the majesties

Bro came out for a mazzaline

Fill these magazines, run get burnt like calories

Gyal wan' show their twerkin' ability

Opps wan' rid of me, threats ain't killin' me

Police sick of me, feeling's mutual

Feds on the block, suspicious activity

Get 'round there, cause casualties

Tragedies, free AR from the majesties

Bro came out for a mazzaline

Fill these magazines, run get burnt like calories

[Verse 2]

When I open your head, won't make you woke

Humpty Dumpty, spill that yolk

Just swing like pirates, sink man's boat

Ready the cannons, ahoy we go

If I'm on-go then bros on-go

Vice-versa, anything goes for the folk

In skengs we tote are far from a joke

If Broadday rolls then you're gonna turn ghost

I'll drill at a nigga for free, but if he got bread then his head then I'll toast 'im

Bro's in jail, just called my phone

Like three-way this, with the hoe he's roastin'

Splash and brag, love boastin'

Show no emotions, get the ding dong in motion

Them man trollin', it's cool

Give us a drop like a Spanish R, I'll be rollin'

Put new plates on the stolen

Don't bring phones, follow protocols like [?]

Cell site got bro-bro doing cell life

I'm tryna hold on to our final moments

My lightie keep phoning 'till she get boning

Goes to moaning 'til morning

Try get lit on his block for a post

Don't die for a viral moment

[Chorus]

Gyal wan' show their twerkin' ability

Opps wan' rid of me, threats ain't killin' me

Police sick of me, feeling's mutual

Feds on the block, suspicious activity

Get 'round there, cause casualties

Tragedies, free AR from the majesties

Bro came out for a mazzaline

Fill these magazines, run get burnt like calories

Gyal wan' show their twerkin' ability

Opps wan' rid of me, threats ain't killin' me

Police sick of me, feeling's mutual

Feds on the block, suspicious activity

Get 'round there, cause casualties

Tragedies, free AR from the majesties

Bro came out for a mazzaline

Fill these magazines, run get burnt like calories