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    Rod Wave feat. Kevin Gates – Cuban Links [2019]

    Künstler:
    Kevin GatesRod Wave

    [Intro]
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that’s probably Tago
    Pipe that shit up, TnT
    Tre made this beat

    [Verse 1: Rod Wave]
    Let’s talk ’bout hard times, real bottom boy survivor
    Way before the jewelry, the groupie hoes, and designer
    Back when I was tryna find a way for all my partners
    Rema hit the window, popped the door for me and Lijah
    ‘Member wakin’ up with no destination
    But I had some dedication, couldn’t use my education
    ‘Cause no nine dollars could help me face what I was facing
    My light bill due, envelope blue, that mean you behind on payments
    Rap slowed down and I was low on cash
    Fresh out of high school, kicked out the house for living fast
    Went and got a spot, then got a job, ’cause pops was on my ass
    Then that’s when pops had went to jail so it didn’t last
    Hit the block with Brock ’cause I was tryna pay my bills
    Like fuck a rap career, let’s touch these streets and make a mil’
    Fast forward, like Rod Wave, tell me how you feel
    When I think about my past, that shit give me chills, uh

    [Chorus: Rod Wave & Kevin Gates]
    Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
    Because He finally made a way
    I been runnin’ up that paper, mama
    And before I let ’em come and take it, mama
    I’ma die in these Cuban links
    I’m gon’ die in these Cuban links (Bangers again)
    Die in these Cuban links (Right now today, let’s go)
    Die in these Cuban links (Yes, Lord)

    [Verse 2: Kevin Gates]
    All my life it been a struggle
    You on and fall off, you find out who really love you
    Playin’ in the storm drain, came out the gutter
    Good relationships, I admit I had a couple
    Making love to the money, me and bae lil’ couple
    Yola cooked down to the oil in it, don’t switch around
    I need everything when it lock in the pot, yeah
    Grab it off the top, let it dry, work the clock, yeah
    Finally up in rank, movin’ blocks, holdin’ sham, yeah
    Havin’ my lil’ way, ghetto pussy used to act funny
    Now I’m hittin’ her hard from the back, she throw it back for me
    And when I went to jail, shawty left, turned her back on me
    Flexin’ on they ass, pants sag with them racks on ’em

    [Chorus: Rod Wave]
    Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
    Because He finally made a way
    I been runnin’ up that paper, mama
    And before I let ’em come and take it, mama
    I’ma die in these Cuban links
    I’m gon’ die in these Cuban links
    Die in these Cuban links
    Die in these Cuban links


    Künstler:
    Kevin GatesRod Wave


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