Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago Pipe that shit up, TnT Tre made this beat 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 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) 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 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
🖤😭 they don’t kno bout dis shit
When I think about my past that shit gives me chills😔
This song even better slowed
Everything's better slowed
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Rod wave and kevin gates 1k song gas
Str8🔥🔥🔥🔥 "ima die in these cuban links" RIGHT NOW TODAY 💪💪💯
See
Aye I loved the original but this version got the speakers in my trunk rocking 🔥🔥🔥
You can feel his pain 💔
Kevin 🐐 Gates
I’m so Fucked up bout this version 🙌🏽💪🏽💪🏽 too hard!
Reignited the song
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Big Wave ❤️💪🏾✊🏾
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This 🔥🔥🔥🔥
MY WHOLE LIFE. ☝🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
This is a morning motivation must
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Love this sing
*Song
tbh
Song*
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YES FUCKIN SIR
It so better slow
Right now today
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Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, that's probably Tago
Pipe that shit up, TnT
Tre made this beat
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
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)
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
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
Short nights marriage plans
Can you please slowed g unit eye for eye
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Dice my jim
Omg
Turned yo back on me when I was in prison now nvm your loss though
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To slow dude
slower put da shit on 4 15s youll think different homie
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