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Rod Wave、Kevin Gates - Cuban Links
Written by：TnTXD、Rod Wave、Kevin Gates、Frank Dante Gilliam III、Yung Tago
Produced by：Yung Tago、Tre Gilliam、TnTXD
Ayy ayy ayy ayy ayy that's probably Tago
Pipe that sh*t up TnT
Tre made this beat
Rod Wave：
Let's talk 'bout hard times real bottom boy survivor
Way before the jewelry the groupie h*es 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 a**
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 f**k 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 sh*t give me chills uh
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
Kevin Gates：
All my life it been a struggle
You on and fall off you find out who really love you
Playing in the storm drain came out the gutter
Good relationships I admit I had a couple
****** **** 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 holding sham yeah
Havin' my lil' way ghetto p**sy 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 a**
Pants sag with them racks on 'em
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