Cuban Links
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๐ ID: 28973979
๐ Lyrics
Thank you, Reese
Yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain
Diamond rings and an old school Chevy on them things
Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint
Was out there head first like fuck what a nigga think
All money ain't good reverberating my brain
Wise words from my mama telling me I should change
Sold my soul to the game, I'm no longer the same
Medicating with the pussy help me deal with the pain
Open wounds still hurt 'cause my tears got salt in it
Played in the streets, never thought we'd get caught in it
You danced in the party, me and my niggas fought in it
Dying for respect, me and my niggas authentic
Threw our hood up, they stole off, we was all scrapping
Bruh got a plug on the work, we was all trapping
Niggas telling hoes they shop with me, they all capping
Serve the wrong nigga and get bopped, it can all happen
Police in the blitz, we gotta protect the quarterback
Dropped the nine in the pot and I ain't get a quarter back
Had to cut my nigga off, he was dipping in the pack
Once I lose trust in a nigga, can never get it back, for real
I done sold coke on these streets, man
Hash, weed, heroin
As long as niggas is feeling it, a nigga like me can hustle up
All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain
Diamond rings and an old school Chevy on them things
Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint
Was out there head first like fuck what a nigga think
My youngin don't hesitate, he up it, he gon' spit with that
Sell a brick, tell him where it's at, he gon' get it back
Turn around and sold the same work right back to him
Nigga said it's up now, guess word got back to him
Think I give a fuck if we beefing because I'm vegan now?
Caught him lacking, he still breathing, I guess we even now
Granny say I'm heathen, I need to do some repenting
Baby mama know my secrets, she be holding them against me
That's why we can never be, but she can still get my kidney
If ever in need of it, she carried my seed for me
We lived off weed money when nobody supporting us
Unexpected drop, the government done jammed the border up
Streets full of H, niggas dying tryna snort it up
Stacking up the profit that I make tryna hoard it up
Feds in the city, move the trap and change the burners up
Wait until the coast get clear, then I'ma run it up, yeah
Yeah
Yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain
Diamond rings and an old school Chevy on them things
Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint
Was out there head first like fuck what a nigga think
All money ain't good reverberating my brain
Wise words from my mama telling me I should change
Sold my soul to the game, I'm no longer the same
Medicating with the pussy help me deal with the pain
Open wounds still hurt 'cause my tears got salt in it
Played in the streets, never thought we'd get caught in it
You danced in the party, me and my niggas fought in it
Dying for respect, me and my niggas authentic
Threw our hood up, they stole off, we was all scrapping
Bruh got a plug on the work, we was all trapping
Niggas telling hoes they shop with me, they all capping
Serve the wrong nigga and get bopped, it can all happen
Police in the blitz, we gotta protect the quarterback
Dropped the nine in the pot and I ain't get a quarter back
Had to cut my nigga off, he was dipping in the pack
Once I lose trust in a nigga, can never get it back, for real
I done sold coke on these streets, man
Hash, weed, heroin
As long as niggas is feeling it, a nigga like me can hustle up
All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain
Diamond rings and an old school Chevy on them things
Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint
Was out there head first like fuck what a nigga think
My youngin don't hesitate, he up it, he gon' spit with that
Sell a brick, tell him where it's at, he gon' get it back
Turn around and sold the same work right back to him
Nigga said it's up now, guess word got back to him
Think I give a fuck if we beefing because I'm vegan now?
Caught him lacking, he still breathing, I guess we even now
Granny say I'm heathen, I need to do some repenting
Baby mama know my secrets, she be holding them against me
That's why we can never be, but she can still get my kidney
If ever in need of it, she carried my seed for me
We lived off weed money when nobody supporting us
Unexpected drop, the government done jammed the border up
Streets full of H, niggas dying tryna snort it up
Stacking up the profit that I make tryna hoard it up
Feds in the city, move the trap and change the burners up
Wait until the coast get clear, then I'ma run it up, yeah