Cuban Links
Rod Wave Lyrics


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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

Overall Meaning

In "Cuban Links," Rod Wave reflects on his rise to fame from his humble beginnings as a "bottom boy survivor." He reminisces on his struggles before achieving success, when he was just trying to find a way to support his friends and himself. He credits his perseverance and faith for getting him through these rough times. He highlights the importance of his Cuban links, which serve as a symbol of his success and also represent his determination to never let anyone take away what he has worked so hard for.


Throughout the song, he makes references to his past mistakes, such as his expulsion from his house for "living fast." He also talks about his experiences with love and relationships, and how he has since learned who really loves him. He reflects on his journey with music and shares how he almost gave up on his dreams of a rap career when he was low on cash. However, his determination brought him back to the streets where he made enough money to pursue his passion.


Overall, the lyrics of "Cuban Links" speak to Rod Wave's story of resilience and determination. Through his struggles and hardships, he never gave up on his dreams of achieving success and living a better life. The song serves as a reminder to never let go of what you have worked hard for, and to remain grateful for the blessings that come your way.


Line by Line Meaning

Let's talk 'bout hard times, real bottom boy survivor
Let's discuss how I am a true survivor from the bottom who has faced many hardships


Way before the jewelry, the groupie hoes, and designer
Before I had any materialistic possessions or fame


Back when I was tryna find a way for all my partners
When I was struggling to find a way to help my friends


Rema hit the window, popped the door for me and Lijah
A friend named Rema helped me and my friend Lijah escape a dangerous situation


'Member wakin' up with no destination
Remembering days when I had no idea where my life was going


But I had some dedication, couldn't use my education
I had the determination to succeed, but my education wasn't enough to help me overcome my struggles


'Cause no nine dollars could help me face what I was facing
Not even a small amount of money could help me deal with my problems


My light bill due, envelope blue, that mean you behind on payments
I was struggling to pay my bills on time, and I knew I was behind on payments


Rap slowed down and I was low on cash
My music career was not making me enough money and I was struggling financially


Fresh out of high school, kicked out the house for living fast
I got kicked out of my house for living recklessly after graduating high school


Went and got a spot, then got a job, 'cause pops was on my ass
I had to get my own place and a job because my father was pressuring me to become independent


Then that's when pops had went to jail so it didn't last
My father went to jail, so my newly gained independence did not last long


Hit the block with Brock 'cause I was tryna pay my bills
I started doing illegal activities with my friend Brock to make ends meet


Like fuck a rap career, let's touch these streets and make a mil'
I gave up on my music career to make money through illegal activities with my friend Brock


Fast forward, like Rod Wave, tell me how you feel
Fast forward to now, like me, Rod Wave, tell me how you feel


When I think about my past, that shit give me chills, uh
When I think about my past, it sends chills down my spine


All my life it been a struggle
My entire life has been a difficult journey


You on and fall off, you find out who really love you
When you are successful, then fail, you discover who truly cares about you


Playin' in the storm drain, came out the gutter
I started from the bottom and worked my way up


Good relationships, I admit I had a couple
I have had a few positive relationships in my life


Making love to the money, me and bae lil' couple
I am fully committed to making money, it is like my significant other


Yola cooked down to the oil in it, don't switch around
I am very careful with my drug business and make sure to cook it properly


I need everything when it lock in the pot, yeah
I demand all the earnings from my illegal drug sales


Grab it off the top, let it dry, work the clock, yeah
I take my cut first, let it dry, and then work tirelessly to make more


Finally up in rank, movin' blocks, holdin' sham, yeah
I have risen up the ranks in the drug game, moving large amounts of it and holding onto the money/gains


Havin' my lil' way, ghetto pussy used to act funny
Now that I have money, the people I used to be interested in act differently towards me


Now I'm hittin' her hard from the back, she throw it back for me
Now that I have become successful, I am satisfying my sexual desires with someone who used to ignore me


And when I went to jail, shawty left, turned her back on me
When I was arrested, the woman I was involved with abandoned me


Flexin' on they ass, pants sag with them racks on 'em
I am flaunting my success in front of those who doubted me, showing off the money in my sagging pants


Wake up in the morning, hit my knees, and I pray
I start each day by praying on my knees


Because He finally made a way
Because God has finally made a path for me to succeed


I been runnin' up that paper, mama
I have been working hard to earn money


And before I let 'em come and take it, mama
I would rather die than let others take away my money and success


I'ma die in these Cuban links
I will always cherish and wear my expensive Cuban necklaces, even in death


I'm gon' die in these Cuban links (bangers again)
My passion for music and success will never die, represented by my Cuban links and continued success


Die in these Cuban links (right now today, let's go)
I am determined to maintain my success and die while wearing my Cuban links


Die in these Cuban links (yes, Lord)
I am grateful for my success and ready to die while reveling in it




Lyrics ยฉ Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aaron Tago, Frank D. Gilliam, Kevin Gates, Rodarius M. Green, Thomas Horton

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@MachineGunMouth

@@Sweettea727Sweettea727 dude is a Mo3 wannabe. Fuck outta here...

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@emmanuelgriffin9749

Struggle is apart of life...Keep going & keep GROWING ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ

@dariyotv9506

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@ttvnocapaa

This song makes my everyday struggle go away . Thank you rod wave

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