Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Returns , by - 38 Spesh. Release date: 10.12.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Returns |
| Yeah, nahmsayin 1995, nigga |
| Let’s go! |
| Huh, ayo |
| We don’t make threats to niggas, we make shootings |
| Funeral arrangements, wakes and viewings |
| I’m the predecessor of the upstate movement |
| In '05, I was upstate, weight moving |
| Don’t understand how rappers feel great losing |
| Be broke all day, then go make music? |
| Your chain a kilo, but like Al Pacino in Scarface |
| My nigga, that’s a fake Cuban |
| I’m innovative with pitchin' |
| I took a brick, a hot plate and emulated the kitchen |
| I gave a hater his distance |
| I need a chef, a maid and two administrativ assistants |
| Niggas know that I’m true and livin' |
| Ain’t concerned with fittin' in |
| Mor determined to do it different |
| I got a entrepreneur vision |
| So I don’t mind being the Michael Bivins of this New Edition, huh |
| All of my shooters listen |
| They don’t know who you is, they see your pic, then pursue the mission |
| It’s a few dudes who I’m missin' |
| So I put weed in a balloon, make your bitch go to a prison |
| In other words, niggas have to learn |
| I got cash to burn that I ain’t have to rap to earn |
| Goin' broke is my last concern |
| And that’s confirmed from all of my bank statements and tax returns |