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know who you is, they see a pic, then pursue the mission\nIt's a few dudes who I'm missing\nSo I put weed in a balloon, make your bitch go to a prison\nIn other words, niggas have to learn\nI got cash to burn that I ain't gon' have to rap to earn\nGoing broke is my last concern\nAnd that's confirmed from all of my bank statements and tax returns","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.51] Yeah\n[00:04.46] Know what I'm saying?\n[00:05.88] 1995, Nigga\n[00:07.69] Let's go\n[00:09.18] Huh\n[00:10.40] Ayo\n[00:11.03] We don't make threats to niggas, we make shootings\n[00:13.61] Funeral arrangements, wakes and viewings\n[00:16.32] I'm the predecessor of the upstate movement\n[00:19.08] In '05, I was upstate weight moving\n[00:21.70] Don't understand how rappers feel great losing\n[00:24.55] Be broke all day, then go make music\n[00:27.25] Your chain a kilo, but like Al Pacino in Scarface\n[00:30.85] My nigga, that's a fake Cuban\n[00:33.05] I'm innovative with pitching\n[00:34.78] I took a brick, a hot plate, and emulated the kitchen\n[00:38.42] I give a hater his distance\n[00:40.22] I need a chef, a maid, and two administrative assistants\n[00:43.93] Niggas know that I'm true and living\n[00:45.78] Ain't concerned with fitting in, more determined to do it different\n[00:49.33] I got a entrepreneur vision\n[00:51.40] So I don't mind being the Michael Bivins of this New Edition\n[00:54.72] Huh, all of my shooters listen\n[00:56.83] They don't know who you is, they see a pic, then pursue the mission\n[01:00.28] It's a few dudes who I'm missing\n[01:02.17] So I put weed in a balloon, make your bitch go to a prison\n[01:05.55] In other words, niggas have to learn\n[01:07.69] I got cash to burn that I ain't gon' have to rap to earn\n[01:11.04] Going broke is my last concern\n[01:13.07] And that's confirmed from all of my bank statements and tax returns\n[01:16.21] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Returns\n  artist: 38 Spesh\n  album: '1995'\n  duration_ms: 76000\n  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