SUICIDE
Fabolous feat. Paul Cain & Freck Billionaire Lyrics


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[Verse:]
How u want it, In the abdomen or back
Cause enemies poke you from the front, Friends stab you in the back
The same niggas be tryin to collab you u on the track(What they do)
Then turn right around and try to crab you on the smack
Through the ups and downs I jus try to stay level headed
I hear a lot of bullshit but I never sweat it
Cause wen u ask about it, They gon say they never said it
They kno if it's beef I let the mac-11 dead it
And wen I spit you could dig it like a shovel said it
You could'nthear a hotter flow if the devil said it
I walk by em and wink, I don't feel t-pain cause I never had buy em a drink
Double shot of loso baby I am the drink
Tell em lay down on the couch baby I am a shreink(oh Yeah)
I bring ya lady home, But I got the 80 chromed
Niggas go Tom Cruise crazy for da Katie Holmes
Ma niggas livin and we fed, We don't look down unless she givin us sum head
I'm trippin bout bread, My push is the paper
I roll up like kush in the paper
I gotta be Kobe, You never see niggas like smush in the paper
Unless he got pushed in the paper
So my niggas be on sum bullshit, I call em the heat sweepers
They ride around with the street sweepers
They murk u at the grammys, But to kill you in the streets cheaper
Either way you 6 feet deeper
Loso a.k.a da 1 pump plaza suite creaper
King size, Double "g" gucci sheet sweeper
Da kid blow shots, Catch me and the kid robot
5 in the jersey, Cause the kid so hot
Similar to Jason, You point at the guard,
U must got an appointment with God
A meetin with Allah, Or maybe a hot date with satan
Niggas is food, I got hot plates for hatin
So wen they bring the name up, They gon say I came up
That shit alone be burnin these fuckin lames up
Come through in a Bentley, Just to turn the flames up
So you wanna take a shot, nigga bet da aim up(Aim up next time)
Loso top shelf, Nigga I'm da betta liquor
Ain't goin nowhere for a while, U could get a snicker
I fuck her quick, Get her quicker
Ma momma said keep ya tongue in ya mouth unless u a letter licker
I'm gettin money bitch, But I ain't a cheddar tricker
Got the texas toast meanin that my bread is thicker
As a youngin I was too cool to sweat a whore
Now I'm fuckin pretty bitches with dem good credit scores
Nigga with mental loss can't forget I ben a boss




Tryin me is like bungee jumpin with dental floss
It's a suicide

Overall Meaning

In the song Suicide, Fabolous and his collaborators Paul Cain and Freck Billionaire reflect on the realities of betrayal and how enemies and friends can harm you in different ways. Through the ups and downs, Fabolous tries to stay level-headed and not let the rumors and chatter get to him because he knows that in moments of conflict, he's not afraid to defend himself. With a wicked flow, he delivers a series of clever verses that showcase his lyrical skills and confidence in himself as an artist.


In addition to addressing the theme of betrayal, the song also touches on other topics such as women, money, and fame. Fabulous expresses his views on wealth, joking that he's "getting money" but not resorting to scamming or trickery to do so. He also boasts about his sexual prowess, mentioning that he now only sleeps with women who have "good credit scores", which reveals a somewhat materialistic side to the rapper.


As a whole, Suicide is an intense and powerful rap song that showcases the talents of Fabolous and his collaborators. The song is a reflection on what it means to be a successful artist in a cutthroat industry and the challenges that come with it. While it's intense and gritty, Suicide is ultimately a testament to Fabolous' resilience and perseverance.


Line by Line Meaning

How u want it, In the abdomen or back
Do you want to be stabbed in the front or the back?


Cause enemies poke you from the front, Friends stab you in the back
Enemies will always show their hostility but friends may betray you unexpectedly


The same niggas be tryin to collab you u on the track(What they do)
People who pretend to be friendly may work with you on a project but can still turn against you


Then turn right around and try to crab you on the smack
They will then deceive and betray you after using your trust


Through the ups and downs I jus try to stay level headed
I try to remain calm and balanced during difficult times


I hear a lot of bullshit but I never sweat it
I ignore and don't bother with false rumors and gossip


Cause wen u ask about it, They gon say they never said it
People will deny spreading lies or talking behind your back


They kno if it's beef I let the mac-11 dead it
If there's conflict, I'll be quick to use my weapon to silence or neutralize it


And wen I spit you could dig it like a shovel said it
My lyrics are deep and easily understood


You could'nthear a hotter flow if the devil said it
My rhymes are so good they could only come from the devil himself


I walk by em and wink, I don't feel t-pain cause I never had buy em a drink
I don't have to impress or please anyone, I can just do my own thing


Double shot of loso baby I am the drink
I am a force to be reckoned with, like a powerful drink


Tell em lay down on the couch baby I am a shreink(oh Yeah)
I am skilled at analyzing and fixing personal issues, like a therapist


I bring ya lady home, But I got the 80 chromed
I can have any woman I want and I'm well-prepared for any danger


Niggas go Tom Cruise crazy for da Katie Holmes
People will lose their minds over someone they desire


Ma niggas livin and we fed, We don't look down unless she givin us sum head
We're living good and won't pay attention to anyone unless they're offering sexual favors


I'm trippin bout bread, My push is the paper
I'm focused on making money and anything that helps me achieve that


I roll up like kush in the paper
I come off strong and confident like a high-quality joint


I gotta be Kobe, You never see niggas like smush in the paper
I strive to be the best, like a superstar athlete, not just an average person


Unless he got pushed in the paper
Unless someone did something bad that landed them in newspapers


So my niggas be on sum bullshit, I call em the heat sweepers
My associates are dangerous and ruthless and I call them the 'heat sweepers'


They ride around with the street sweepers
They're always armed and dealing with dangerous people and situations


They murk u at the grammys, But to kill you in the streets cheaper
They'll deal with enemies anywhere and will do it cheaply if necessary


Either way you 6 feet deeper
You're going to end up dead either way


Loso a.k.a da 1 pump plaza suite creaper
My nickname is the '1 pump plaza suite creaper', suggesting I'm a ladies' man


King size, Double "g" gucci sheet sweeper
I have high fashion standards and I have a luxurious lifestyle


Da kid blow shots, Catch me and the kid robot
I'm good with firearms and you might find me hanging out with a kid who is like a robot


5 in the jersey, Cause the kid so hot
I wear the number 5 on my jersey because I'm a hot and successful player


Similar to Jason, You point at the guard,
People look up to me like a hero, similar to the character Jason from movies


U must got an appointment with God
You're in trouble, and may soon face death


A meetin with Allah, Or maybe a hot date with satan
You might meet your maker, or face eternal damnation


Niggas is food, I got hot plates for hatin
I see my enemies as food for me to consume, and I can easily deal with their hate


So wen they bring the name up, They gon say I came up
When people talk about me, they'll recognize how successful I am


That shit alone be burnin these fuckin lames up
Just my success is enough to make my enemies jealous and angry


Come through in a Bentley, Just to turn the flames up
I'll come in a luxurious car just to show off and make a statement


So you wanna take a shot, nigga bet da aim up(Aim up next time)
If someone wants to confront me, they'd better be prepared and have good aim


Loso top shelf, Nigga I'm da betta liquor
I'm the best of the best, the finest beverage, compared to everyone else


Ain't goin nowhere for a while, U could get a snicker
I'll be around for a long time, unlike a snack that quickly disappears


I fuck her quick, Get her quicker
I'm good at seducing women and getting what I want quickly


Ma momma said keep ya tongue in ya mouth unless u a letter licker
My mother taught me to be discreet unless I have something important to say


I'm gettin money bitch, But I ain't a cheddar tricker
I'm making a lot of money, but I'm not wasting it foolishly


Got the texas toast meanin that my bread is thicker
I have a lot of money, and Texas toast is a symbol of thicker bread


As a youngin I was too cool to sweat a whore
When I was young, I didn't care about promiscuous women


Now I'm fuckin pretty bitches with dem good credit scores
Now I'm having sex with attractive women who also have good financial standing


Nigga with mental loss can't forget I ben a boss
People with mental problems will still remember that I'm the boss


Tryin me is like bungee jumpin with dental floss
Trying to take me down is impossible and will likely end in failure and embarrassment


It's a suicide
If anyone tries to come at me, it's a suicide mission




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[Intro: DJ Drama]
Ok, it's time
I know y'all thought y'all was doing somethin
Might as well just get it over with
SUICIDE!!!

[Hook: Fabolous]
For all of y'all, know you feeling yourself
Going against me is like killing yourself
It's a, suicide it's a suicide
It's a what? Suicide it's a suicide
It's a what? Suicide it's a suicide
It's a what? Suicide it's a suicide
It's a suicide, It's a suicide

[Verse One: Paul Cain]
For all of y'all I know you feeling yourself
Going against me is like killing yourself
You've seen hot cars, you ain't never wheel 'em yourself
You've seen money, but never took a million yourself
You've seen things stole, you ain't never steal 'em yourself
You've seen drugs sold, you ain't never deal 'em yourself
You've seen men die, you ain't never kill 'em yourself
But you the realist right? Nigga you ain't real wit yourself
What I spit, I don't do it for a deal or for wealth
The fans dig it, when you spit what's real and your felt
Trust and believe that, they know when he raps
It's trill talk, he really lived it if he speak that
The hood favorite, they could all relate
They really saw me walk the pavement, the dope boy that made it
So all the bragging and your tough talk, save it
Spare me the details, I'm not in amazement
Dick, I've seen better done more shit
I really seen cheddar slung raw, I did the things you just saw
Your net worth, shit I made that on one tour
And this is back in '04, what I got to front for?
Nigga that's no lie, no joke, no game
No fabrication, last name must be Cobain
Must be on cocain, cause for you to ride
Along with those stupid guys, against us is suicide

[Verse Two: Freck Billionaire]
If I get bucked, cause a nigga testify
Same nigga might as well swallow pesticide
West Philly Freck, I'm a Street Family member
AKA Torquise Blue Lamby spinner
Yeah I ball with no roof like a stadium
Preferably I been seen with a lady friend
And the hoes know Freck, I'm only out for sex
I cum first like "A" up in the alphabet
When I hit the shop, the niggas seen me spend it all
I make them hating ass niggas wanna end it all
Just face it playa, you ain't got to clout yet
You might as well stick a fork up in a outlet
I got the stacks so high I could barricade
Got the stock on deck like Ameritrade
You hating ass niggas should just share a blade
Suicide music, this is just a serenade

[Verse Three: Fabolous]
When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cause I doubt the man upstairs would let you blow a L
Don't make sins walkin in Heaven like "what's goodie?"
Dressed in black, with black Tim's and black hoodies
So, your boy back like I'm revenge or something
Lock yourself in the garage with the engine running
Or you could sky dive with no parachute
Play Russian Roulette with a .9, don't be scared to shoot
Use your chain to strangle yourself
You faggots in the closet, coat hanger yourself
They said "try me", bitch they musta told you wrong
You rather fuck Magic with no Trojan on
Whoever said you got a shot is tryna load you wrong
I'm a battlefield that you don't send a soldier on
Word to mama, they call my flow Osama
Your future look as bright as a suicide bomber
My co-defendants names are DJ Drama
Kobe, Cain, Mr. 10-Digits-and-3-comas
And my nigga Rojo, respect my congloma'
Sleep is the cousin of death, and y'all got on pajamas
Nigga you gon sow just like you reap
The old folks'll say "you look just like you sleep"
No TLC, I just like to creep
The black box in the plane look just like my jeep
Yeah, I be where the crash at
My Twitter location is "Where The Cash At"
Niggas get camera shy when you flash that
Stop recycling rhymes and just trash that

[Hook]



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diinomaaxi

2022 and still good as the first time I heard the funeral service

Christian A.Villette

2019 and this still burns fabs verse.

Dasboot776 k

Im a 90's baby it 2023 here now.... damn man music really had a different vibe back then

XSVterror18

Bro, Fab absolutely merked this track. When I first heard it I almost committed suicide. "They said try me, Bitch they must've told you wrong, You'd rather fuck Magic without a trojan on."

Stacksonem

Shout out to Swiss for this beat. Yes SHYNE slid on this, but Fab murked this!

Crown of Enlightenment

Swizz did his thing on this beat!

Izzy

Fab verse is crazy, he killed the beat.

pelham692002

Fab killed this track. Fab in my top 5 ...you know what Top 3 #Nice!

Jay InTheBx

t millz word the magic line was hard

Creative Lael Asif

Paul Cain murdered this

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