If I had a dolla
Fo everytime they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I coulda died
But I came out fightin fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
Fightin
With a breast full of lungs
Man she aint no punch
Said he gonna ride on it
Like a chopper in a trunk
Pink ribbon woman
She gone live foeva
Even tho the doctor said
She only get a month
Said its my life
And ya only get in once
These flowers smell too damn good
To be livin in the funk
So I finna get it in
And I finna get it crunk
And I finna get to livin
I-I-I-eyes on remission from the junk
Breast cancer cant hold me back
Thats the answer
When they told me that
It can knock me down
But Im gon be back strong
Down fo whateva
Exceptional and I dont know
How to quit
And I neva said neva
Ya can have that hair cuz real talk xxxxx
I think I look betta lets do it
Fighter with everythin inside her
Reporting live from Death Row
Drop the charges see ya life uh
Cellphones and yo lighters
Need ya to put em up higher
So many candles on her birthday cake
Might set the thing on fire
If I had a dolla
Fo everytime they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I coulda died but I came out fightin
Fightin
My daddy say he got it
In his prostate
When I went to see him
He had lost weight
Trying to find the words in a lost state
Of mind
Pictures on the wall that remind
Me of the times that we once had
Had to take my daughter
To see granddad
Pop pop nothins impossible
Ya neva been logical
I know what doctors do
I know what God can do
Abdominal pain hard to explain
Fo ya to get betta
It starts in yo brain
Life aint a game
The fight it remains
Dance in the rain
When it first came I was like dang
Then I start thikin
Then I start prayin
Spirits went up count went down
Ya gon live foeva how ya livin now
Fighter definition of a rida
Got all that -ish about ya
With what ya got inside ya
Cellphones and yo lighters
Put em things up higher
Even when ya tired
Ya keep me inspired
If I had a dolla
Fo everytime they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I coulda died but I came out fightin
Fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
Went undiagnosed and untreated
When they finally found it
Told me too far along
And he couldnt beat it
But he couldnt see it
Miss me with that dead talk
Miss me my legs walk
And my hearts beats
And my wife witness
So f**k cancer my life wit me
And if I die it die wit me
Lets done
Fighter with everythin inside her
Reporting live from Death Row
Drop the charges see ya life uh
Cellphones and yo lighters
Need ya to put em up higher
So many candles on her birthday cake
Might set the thing on fire
We might set the thing on fire
We might set the thing on fire
We might set the thing on fire
Set the thing on fire
Set the thing on fire
If I had a dolla
Fo everytime they counted me out
And my back was up against the wall
I coulda died but I came out fightin
Fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin
I coulda died but I came out fightin