Block Beattaz - Cancer lyrics

Blue jeans bright dress it's so f-fresh 2000 it's c-c-cancer big dreams gangsta it's so f-fresh 2000 it's c-c-cancer I'm missing air joes 13 retos These OGs no retros Tryin'a stack them dollas like Riflo And I crease me a n***a no state flow (my my) my cuffs stay muddy What's up bloody? Big bees homie what it do five Ain't no checkin' me Run up on me well I don't give a f** n***a sh** I'ma skydive Believe that OG sh** See I'm usually on my low key sh** So I'm countin' money Yeah it's kinda funny How they used to say I wouldn't be sh** Hah Funny how life work out tho' I got me a thick reb on stat ho Trilla didn't have it in me n***as I know on a low tryin'a go all about tho' Tryin'a run their check up Rearrange your whole sh** from the neck up If you come short one goddamn dollar If I'm lying I'm flying better vest up Mystified mislead All my opposition gon' bleed Yeah you get too old for some sh** But you never gon' get too old to take heed blue jeans bright dress it's so f-fresh 2000 it's c-c-cancer big dreams gangsta it's so f-fresh 2000 it's c-c-cancer See I listen mo' When I speak less Used to have my mom handlin' a lotta stress Eatin' me up got called at home Life had her tired she could finally rest Cruisin' 'round I be in deep thought Sippin syrup heavy clutchin on my heat To some of these n***as too comfy man Get your a** wet think your sh**'s weak I ain't never been one to glorify the streets But it made me the man that I am today And this music sh** so f**ed up If you wanna win you gotta pay to play Damn shame but this is how it go You either get wid it or you get lost Gotta pick-n-choose Your battles wisely Before you go to work gotta count them costs I'm feelin' better than ever tho' With a better grind and a better flow And a closed mouth don't get fed If your a** hungry better let 'em know My partner told me that I got the glow Keep goin' in and stay prayed up And f** anybody don't like this sh** Better keep it booled or get sprayed up