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J4Y DA1 - fcancer.wav Lyrics



J4Y DA1 - fcancer.wav Lyrics




F*ck cancer say they got, bro He fightin' to the end
These streets done raised the man Matter of fact, these streets done raised some men
I'm fresh up out that jam Brodie fresh up out the pen
I f*ck with jot, yeah, that 4L
We all just searchin' for a win

I got them bags in, can't you tell?
Tryin' to survive in this life of sin
Niggas ain't handlin' business
They standin' on five, they don't stand on ten

Nigga, try it, then I'm uppin' gen
Might gun a nigga down on film
She said, I can hit it, but don't film
I might bust this bitch down on cam

F*ck round' bust this bitch off the gram
Rollin' up like it's Rollin' Loud
F*ck round' bust this bitch off her spam, though
Hit that bitch once and pass her to Bando

F*ck with the key but do not play piano
This this shit sweet cause bro a soprano
You get hit up with heat you get hit up with ammo
Nigga slide in a jeep in all black ain't no camo

Pour a four in the back to the Range Rover
Drank dark as f*ck, but swear this ain't a hangover
Niggas talkin' bout deals, some shit I gotta think on
If they sign me for a mil', nigga, I got a new motor

When you chasin' these bills, some shit, you don't like think over
My cousin died in these streets, nigga, can't get a do-over
I had jumped a mil', nigga, promise I do want it
Nigga show me the bills and I promise I'm too on it

F*ck cancer say they got, bro He fightin' to the end
These streets done raised the man Matter of fact, these streets done raised some men
I'm fresh up out that jam Brodie fresh up out the pen
I f*ck with jot, yeah, that 4L
We all just searchin' for a win

I got them bags in, can't you tell?
Tryin' to survive in this life of sin
Niggas ain't handlin' business
They standin' on five, they don't stand on ten

Nigga, try it, then I'm uppin' gen
Might gun a nigga down on film
She said, I can hit it, but don't film
I might bust this bitch down on cam

F*ck round' bust this bitch off the gram
Rollin' up like it's Rollin' Loud
F*ck round' bust this bitch off her spam, though
Hit that bitch once and pass her to Bando

F*ck with the key but do not play piano
This this shit sweet cause bro a soprano
You get hit up with heat you get hit up with ammo
Nigga slide in a jeep in all black ain't no camo
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F*ck cancer say they got, bro He fightin' to the end
These streets done raised the man Matter of fact, these streets done raised some men
I'm fresh up out that jam Brodie fresh up out the pen
I f*ck with jot, yeah, that 4L
We all just searchin' for a win

I got them bags in, can't you tell?
Tryin' to survive in this life of sin
Niggas ain't handlin' business
They standin' on five, they don't stand on ten

Nigga, try it, then I'm uppin' gen
Might gun a nigga down on film
She said, I can hit it, but don't film
I might bust this bitch down on cam

F*ck round' bust this bitch off the gram
Rollin' up like it's Rollin' Loud
F*ck round' bust this bitch off her spam, though
Hit that bitch once and pass her to Bando

F*ck with the key but do not play piano
This this shit sweet cause bro a soprano
You get hit up with heat you get hit up with ammo
Nigga slide in a jeep in all black ain't no camo

Pour a four in the back to the Range Rover
Drank dark as f*ck, but swear this ain't a hangover
Niggas talkin' bout deals, some shit I gotta think on
If they sign me for a mil', nigga, I got a new motor

When you chasin' these bills, some shit, you don't like think over
My cousin died in these streets, nigga, can't get a do-over
I had jumped a mil', nigga, promise I do want it
Nigga show me the bills and I promise I'm too on it

F*ck cancer say they got, bro He fightin' to the end
These streets done raised the man Matter of fact, these streets done raised some men
I'm fresh up out that jam Brodie fresh up out the pen
I f*ck with jot, yeah, that 4L
We all just searchin' for a win

I got them bags in, can't you tell?
Tryin' to survive in this life of sin
Niggas ain't handlin' business
They standin' on five, they don't stand on ten

Nigga, try it, then I'm uppin' gen
Might gun a nigga down on film
She said, I can hit it, but don't film
I might bust this bitch down on cam

F*ck round' bust this bitch off the gram
Rollin' up like it's Rollin' Loud
F*ck round' bust this bitch off her spam, though
Hit that bitch once and pass her to Bando

F*ck with the key but do not play piano
This this shit sweet cause bro a soprano
You get hit up with heat you get hit up with ammo
Nigga slide in a jeep in all black ain't no camo
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Writer: Jayland Rivers, Jayland R
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