Cuban Links

[Intro: ?]
Tell me if you hurt me
[?]
I'll be in pain
You know I'm tired
Fearing the rain

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh
Yeah I cover up the pain with Cuban links
Insecurities get covered with designer clothes and ink
I done spent a couple thousand on some shit ion need
I coulda helped someone like me when the help was all i needed
Yeah, but I'm like fuck that what you know bout being broke down at your lowest and defeated
Like don't nobody need this more than my babies need it
Like try to take this lil shit from me get to tweekin'
Bitch you know imma die in these Cuban links call me Rod Wave
I thank god I went legit you know crime pays, time
And i don't got no fuckin time to save
I gotta get mine every time till my dyin' day

[Verse]
Another body on the news (Ooh)
I was with my daughter watchin blue's clues (Uh)
They talking about murders i don't know who's who (Uh)
They talking about packs landin' shit who woulda knew (Not me)
Fuck CPD they think they got me (Bitch)
Why the fuck you plottin' on me (Haha)
Why the fuck why the fuck you plottin' on me (Ahh Ahaa)
Why the fuck why the fuck you plottin' on me (Yeah)
Ya bitch i load my strap up slidin' in a black truck
It's some shit off in this engine lil bitch that get passed up
And don't put me in your mentions bitch you think I passed up
Truck camera lookin like a drone when I back out
I ain't gotta ask the price lately pull them racks out
Walking out the bank no envelope wit them stacks out
Really be up in rank I could get your whole hood blacked out
They say life's a gamble tell them boys they crapped out
Get up on this bitch and get to ramblin' until i black out
Get to ramblin' until i black out
Get up on this bitch and get to ram[?]

[Chorus]
Yeah, uh
Yeah i cover up the pain with Cuban links
Insecurities get covered wit designer clothes and ink
I done spent a couple thousand on some shit ion need
I coulda helped someone like me when the help was all i needed
Yeah, but I'm like fuck that what chu know bout being broke down at yo lowest and defeated
Like don't nobody need this more than my babies need it
Like try to take this lil shit from me get to tweekin'
Bitch you know imma die in these Cuban links call me Rod Wave
I thank god i went legit you know crime pays, time
And i don't got no fuckin time to save
I gotta get mine every time till my dyin' day