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Cuban Links
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Deniro Farrar
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(Thank you, Reese) Yeah Yeah, uh Yeah, uh All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain Diamond rings and a old school Chevy on them thangs Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint Was out there headfirst like, "Fuck what a nigga think" All money ain't good, reverberate in my brain Wise words from my mama tellin' me I should change Sold my soul to the game, I'm no longer the same Medicatin' wit' 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 Dyin' for respect, me and my niggas authentic Threw our hood up, they stole off, we was all scrappin' Bruh got a plug on the work, we was all trappin' Niggas tellin' hoes they shop wit' me, they all cappin' Serve the wrong nigga and get bopped, it can all happen Police send a 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 dippin' 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 feelin' it, a nigga like me can hustle it Look All I wanted was the money and the Cuban link chain Diamond rings and a old school Chevy on them thangs Fifteens beatin', wet candy paint Was out there headfirst 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 go and get it back Turned around and sold the same work right back to him Nigga said it's up, now I guess word got back to him Think I give a fuck if we beefin' because I'm vegan now? Caught him lacking, he still breathin', I guess we even now Granny say I'm heathen, I need to do some repentin' Baby mama know my secrets, she be holdin' 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 Wasn't nobody supportin' us Unexpected drought, the government done jammed the boarder up Streets full of H, niggas dyin' tryna snort it up Stackin' 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
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