Wake Up the Cancer by BAMF BRAT Lyrics

[Intro]
Ay yo yo yo
No bars no bars
Uh uh uh

[Verse]
I been stacking up on 40s
Hitting up on shorties
What a motherfucker too busy I been, really fucking lonely, shit (I'm busy!)
[?] dukes got me bugging
Said I gotta go back to school
Yeah I busted the bank [?] your boy a motherfucking fool, man
Fuck that hoe Donald
We all running out of time
I been running from depression now that shit running my whole life
Got a job that I suck at
And homies that don’t give a fuck
Motherfuckers still dying in the streets the OGs dealt up, uh
Hits a clutch, fucking up and blowing up my spots
If I had a couple Uzis and Glocks I probably still do nothing fuck
Fuck being mature
That shit is really fucking corny
I stay posted in my room
I been really fucking horny
I'm not missing the younger years
I'm struggling to succeed
Like the rest of my fucking peers
I stay planting all these seeds
I’m struggling to feel accomplished
Recently pop music be garbage
I'm not a saviour or nothing
I'm just another turd that's been polished, fuck

[Interlude]
There's gonna be another broke artist

I hope you fight your dick off you piece of shit

Chicago, Chic- Chicago!

Maybe he's moody cuz he's cancelled
Ah you're probably right

Chicago

I ain’t scared of you motherfuckers

[Verse]
Feeding ass on the concrete
Ain’t skated in a minute I don't feel free
I don’t feel me I don't feel bleed
This that B-R-A and a double T
Drink a beer and eat a taco
Fuck the feds and fuck the flackos
Fuck a mantra and [?], fuck around [?]
Truth be told that ain't for me
I live for beats and RIP
Ground and down with the homies
But I still sucker for me like [?]
Like on me I'm Shaolin
Don’t fuck with me or my killer kin
Got killer spins and a heavy skin
Turn your tables round and watch us win, bitch
[Bridge: Blake Saint David]
-never gon' get it baby I'm with your heart
Got your hand in my big -yeah I'm weary huh
If she call me a nigga baby I'm really a-

[Verse]
Chavo bravo life's a chava I'm tryna smash like a pinata
Got a problem you go to Gary
Slug in your sleep like I was Freddie
ICE called I spit that [?]
Fuck that ice shit, Trump a puto
With a Lucha mask I rep the west
[?] don't need a vest
Shattered dreams I'm SRS
Hit the bottle til I hit the Benz
Its a SOS on a hot summer
Fuck shitty days but respect plumbers
At the end of the day, run the race
At the end of the day, find a place
If you fake woke I get it cracking
Wisdom kills artists so hide my passion

[Bridge: Blake Saint David]
Treat me like a king
But I isn't one
I get paper I spin it baby I'm really a
I'm young royalty, getting money I'm really a
Got your girlie with me, and she call me her-
[Verse]
Love me like this
No, love me like that
No, love me like crack
No, love me like ket
No, love me for brat
Go grab a fat cat and pick a train and blow up the bamf bitch
All of that far shit
Up on the shit ain't my core shit
2016, fuck with the mean
That's just the [?] bitch, uh
I'm on that lean shit
Fuck what you heard I'm a mean bitch
Spitting that mean shit
Natural mind on the green, shit
I'm on the feel shit
I ain't signing no deal, shit
I need a meal, shit
Steering the wheel on some real shit

I [?]
Not a new class
[?] wait, not on the grass
I'm on the class, speaking your ass
Serving up soul like I was a mass

Go to mass, motherfuckers
You need it
Oh yeah

[Outro]
Look at my baby out here building things, making moves all 2019, building things being great, look at him being great, look at him

Ima make a bomb y'all, ima make a bomb!