10 Most Popular Rod Wave Songs Lyrics

Here are 10 Most Popular Rod Wave songs lyrics for you to sing along.

“Heart on Ice”

SpeakerBangerz
Look, uh, look

Heart been broke so many times I don’t know what to believe (Yeah, yeah)
Mama say it’s my fault, it’s my fault, I wear my heart on my sleeve (Yeah, yeah)
Think it’s best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice ’cause I can’t breathe
I’ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice, it’s gettin’ the best of me

While in the cell with Lil’ Hakeem, after I slapped him I had told him
“I don’t know how you get down with them clowns, but I’m a soldier”
No one could understand, I had way too much aggression (Brrt)
That built over the years from my abandoned adolescence
See I done been lied to, backstabbed, and heartbroken
I wanted to cry but I was too afraid to open
Prayin’ one day I’d find a peace of mind by the ocean
I spent all my time committing crimes to get closer
While at my nana house I play the couch, starin’ at the ceiling
Tryin’ not to get in my feelings
Thinkin’ of a way I could make these millions
Maybe that’ll take this pain away and clear up all these rainy days, yeah

Heart been broke so many times I don’t know what to believe (Know what to believe, yeah)
Mama say it’s my fault, it’s my fault, I wear my heart on my sleeve (My fault, it’s my fault)
Think it’s best I put my heart on ice, heart on ice ’cause I can’t breathe (I can’t breathe, I can’t breathe)
I’ma put my heart on ice, heart on ice, it’s gettin’ the best of me (The best of me)

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Brrt

“Rags2Riches” (feat. ATR Son Son)

(Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
(Six, chill, fool, for real, for real)
(Yeah)
Look
Uh, look

We went from rags to riches, uh
Project fences to livin’ luxury
Now we live luxury
Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me
Be careful while fucking with me
All of my lil’ brothers ’bout it, they cuttin’ for me
Yeah, they gon’ cut you for me
Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free
Say she in love with me (What else?)
But save your love, I just want your company
I fall in the club for free
I give out daps and them hugs, wasn’t no one’s for me
‘Cause that type of shit don’t faze a player, uh (What else?)
This type of shit is what make a hater

When you got it out the mud, yeah
Ran it up, yeah
Really don’t give no fuck, yeah
Don’t give no fuck
When you turn nothing to something, yeah
Really hustlin’, yeah
Young and gettin that money, yeah
We getting that money, yeah

Rags to riches (What else?)
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else?)
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else? Damn)
Rags to riches (What else?)
Rags to riches, uh (What else?)
Rags to riches (What else?)
To riches (What else? Damn)

Yeah
Rags to riches, rags to (Ayy, Zay, B Tano got that gas)
Rags to riches, rags to riches (6, chill, fool, for real, for real)
Rags to riches
Damn
Said ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

“Pray 4 Love”

(Tre made this beat)
That’s real shit, bro, like
After you like a, a baby, a child, a little kid
If you lucky enough, you know what I’m sayin’?
After you a child, bruh, ain’t no love in this shit, man, for real
This shit rough, man
You got a long road, boy, a cold one
Straight up
Only love what you do for ’em
The only kinda love out here, my nigga

Who can you trust in this cold, cold world? Better get a blanket
It’s worse than the wild, wild west, this shit get dangerous
Never thought I’d see the day separate glitter from gold
When friends turn into foes, but it’s the life that I chose
And these hoes look so heaven-sent, but be so devilish
Got spiteful ways, never seen it coming like a tidal wave
Get on my knees every day, I asked God and prayed
That my dirty ways don’t lead me to an early grave
One life to live and it’s survival of the fuckin’ fittest
Here come your rivals, when you winnin’, they want competition
And did I mention niggas itchin’ to be opposition?
Hit they blocks with Glocks with the extensions, now ain’t no tension
Told my old lady how I’m feelin’, she say I’m trippin’
But she don’t know I pray for love
On the block with the thugs
Prayin’ a nigga show us love, but ain’t no love, so we get it out the mud
Mama made me feel like I overstayed my welcome
So I packed up my shit and went for seldom, like where’s the fellas?
I’m pretty sure they understand the way I feel
Hotbox the bucket, laugh about how cold the world is
Like ain’t no love in this shit ’til you get rich and famous
And these hoes want rappers or ball players
It’s hard to separate the fake, ’cause they chose us
Everybody showed up when we blowed up

(And that’s real shit, you know what I’m sayin’)
I pray for, uh, I pray for love (And you wonder why I question everything, man), yeah
(Every female in my life, I’m talking ’bout everything, bro, it wasn’t no love in this shit)
I pray for love (It’s cold, real cold, you know what I’m sayin’)
I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah (That’s it, no love in this shit)
(Tellin’ you, ain’t no love in this shit, dawg)
(When you succeed, that’s the only love out here, my nigga)
(This shit cold, bruh, for real, that’s why)
I pray for love, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Ain’t no love out here for us, I’m telling you, straight up)
(Tre made this beat)

“Thug Life”

(RellyMade)
It’s just the thug life, baby

Come and take a walk in my shoes if you can
Probably wouldn’t stand a chance
I’m from the bottom, it turn boys into men
Up before the sunrise, catch me if you can
And you know I’m with the gang wrong or right, yeah
Willing to pay with my life, so if I don’t make it home tonight (RellyMade)
Bury me a gangsta
It’s just the thug life, baby (Thug life, baby, you know me, you know?)
It’s just the thug life, baby (Bury me a G, bitch, ’cause that’s how I lived, you know? Straight up)
It’s just the thug life, baby

It’s just the thug life, baby, the bottom made me crazy
Daddy gone and mama couldn’t save me
So hard times made me, I done spinned the block in my Mercedes
Reminiscing on the times we didn’t have shit
Even was I broke, I knew that I wasn’t average
Mixed with passion, ain’t no recipe
This thug life shit might be the death of me
And I say that selfishly (RellyMade)
Because I’m grown now, kids of my own now
Mama, hold on now, your baby boy strong now
Money getting long now, got a reason to live
They don’t know the route that we took to get here
‘Cause where I come from, they ain’t chasing a dream
Where I come from, it ain’t safe to believe
Where I come from, it’s a race to eighteen
They jump straight off the porch and land straight in the streets, goddamn
Heard you keep the glizzy in your pants, goddamn
I heard you have plans to be the man, goddamn
I won’t let a nigga get a chance, thug life, bitch, until the end, end

Come and take a walk in my shoes if you can
Probably wouldn’t stand a chance
I’m from the bottom, it turn boys into men
Up before the sunrise, catch me if you can
And you know I’m with the gang wrong or right, yeah
Willing to pay with my life, so if I don’t make it home tonight (RellyMade)
Bury me a gangsta
It’s just the thug life, baby (It’s just the motherfuckin’ thug life)
It’s just the thug life, baby (Don dadas with me, bitch, you gon’ have to kill me, that’s the only way you gon’ stop me)
It’s just the thug life, baby

“Sky Priority” – Rod Wave Songs Lyrics

Mmm-mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
And when it come out, we’re goin’ coppin’ together
Go and get you some help
(FJ on the beat, ho)

Oh, it hurt me to my heart the way our love ended
I blame you, you the reason I don’t trust bitches
My heart so cold, I done been crossed, I don’t trust niggas
He say my name, he get knocked off just like that one nigga
Yeah, yeah (Mook got the keys jumpin’)
Okay, and that’s how it be (Yeah)
I ain’t been gettin’ no sleep, I been runnin’ the streets
I ain’t been home in two weeks, I been lookin’ for peace
In California on the beach, I’m low key in a Jeep
Yeah, I’m just tryna’ catch a better vibe (Okay)
‘Cause I get lost in my thoughts and I cry
Keep my mouth closed, it be too much on my mind
Don’t nobody care, I won’t dare waste my time (FJ on the beat, ho)
Too much pain in my body, I need surgery
Won’t put cocaine in his body, he take Perkys
I had a dream ’bout Kareem and it hurt me
Sometimes I sit and think about Ray like, “Was it worth it?”
I heard he had plans on leavin’ his brains on the ceilin’ (Yeah)
He had a talk with his pops and it healed him
He said, “You’ll go out like a coward if you end it
You came too far, you can’t look back, you got to finish”
Yeah

On the road doin’ shows all alone
In another nigga’s city livin’ wrong
Pray to God I can make it back home
Even if I don’t, it won’t be long (FJ on the beat, ho)
Yeah, I’ll fly high with my God
Soul been broke in half, I got too many scars
Put my trust in ’em and they broke my heart
Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is harder, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, okay
(You know, that’s why I’ll say it, you know)
(But, you know, nigga ain’t on no re-up, I’ma just thug it)
Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is hard —
Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is harder, yeah, yeah

On the road doin’ shows all alone, uh
In another nigga’s city livin’ wrong
Pray to God I can make it back home
Even if I don’t, it won’t be long (FJ on the beat, ho)
Yeah, I’ll fly high with my God
Soul been broke in half, I got too many scars
Put my trust in ’em and they broke my heart
Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is harder, yeah, yeah
I’ll fly high with my God (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Soul been broke in half I got too many scars (Okay)
Put my trust in em’ and they broke my heart
(Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is hard —)
Death’s gotta be easy ’cause life is harder, uh, yeah

FJ on the beat, ho

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“Girl of My Dreams”

    (Ace Lex got a full one)
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    (Yeah, yeah)

    And I know you’re not no good for me, but
    You look so good to me
    I don’t need another broken heart or sleepless night
    God, please guide me right, she looks like
    The girl of my dreams, yeah, uh
    She looks like the girl of my
    She looks like the girl of my
    She looks like the girl of my dreams, yeah
    She looks like the girl of my
    She looks like the girl of my, yeah (Okay)

    Devil in a dress, angel in some Nike Airs
    I could’ve sworn I went to sleep and she was right here
    Don’t know if I seen her in my dreams or my nightmares
    Think it was my nightmares
    And I think I need your love, I don’t need no one selfish
    Wonder if I give this girl my heart, could she help it?
    And you know she’s an angel if you let her tell it
    Baby hot as hell, she got kicked out of heaven
    You know I love them braces, them big lips, that red skin
    You know I love the faces she make when we sexing
    Can’t get her off my mind if I tried, my obsession
    Block both her numbers, erased all our texts, yeah

    I know you’re not no good for me, but
    You look so good to me, yeah
    I don’t need another broken heart or sleepless night
    God, please guide me right, she looks like
    The girl of my dreams, yeah (Ace Lex got a full one)
    You look like the girl of my
    You look like the girl of my, yeah
    And I know you’re not no good for me, but
    You look so good to me, yeah
    I don’t need another broken heart or sleepless night
    God, please guide me right, she looks like
    The girl of my dreams, yeah, uh (Ace Lex got a full one)
    She looks like the girl of my
    She looks like the girl of my
    She looks like the girl of my dreams

    “Close Enough to Hurt”

    Drum Dummie
    Drum Dummie made the beat and I’m gon’ kill it

    In this life I’ve been scarred
    So I walk around with my guard, guard
    And they quick to say Lil Noonie trippin’ (whoa)
    I think about my past and get in my feelings (Okay)
    I think about the people who desert me (Okay)
    I think about the ones who didn’t deserve me (Okay, yeah)
    Think about the ones who did me dirty (Okay)
    I won’t let you close enough to hurt me (Okay, yeah)

    And I’ve been stayin’ to myself, I’ve been movin’ low-key
    ‘Cause I don’t know you, and nigga, you don’t know me
    I don’t need no new homeboys, nigga, I’m straight
    You can keep your handshakes, these niggas snakes, I play it safe
    And sometimes I wish bae could understand (Okay)
    That I am not your average man (Okay)
    Ain’t insecure, I’m just hurtin’
    Tryna find out is you worth it?
    Openin’ up make me worried
    And new faces make me nervous
    Like where these niggas was when we was slidin’ in my Acura?
    Now they wanna pop up ’cause them R’s is in the back of us
    And we be state to state, promoters always got them racks for us
    New niggas come ’round, I disappear like Perry the Platypus

    In this life I’ve been scarred
    So I walk around with my guard, guard
    And they quick to say Lil Noonie trippin’ (whoa)
    I think about my past and get in my feelings (Okay)
    I think about the people who desert me (Okay)
    I think about the ones who didn’t deserve me (Okay, yeah)
    Think about the ones who did me dirty (Okay)
    I won’t let you close enough to hurt me (Okay, yeah)

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    “Rags2Riches 2” (feat. Lil Baby)

    [Rod Wave:]
    (Ayy, Zypitano got that gas)
    (Six, chill, fool, for real, for real)
    Yeah

    We went from rags to riches (Yeah)
    Project fences to livin’ luxury
    Now we live luxury
    Straight out that bottom, nobody gave nothing to me
    Be careful while fucking with me
    All of my lil’ brothers ’bout it, they cuttin’ for me
    Yeah, they gon’ cut you for me
    Lay in the cut with them cutters and cut you for free
    Say she in love with me (What else?)
    But save your love, I just want your company (Pray 4 Love)
    I fall in the club for free
    I give out daps and them hugs, but no one’s for me
    ‘Cause that type of shit don’t faze a player, uh (What else?)
    This type of shit is what make a hater

    When you got it out the mud, yeah
    Ran it up, yeah
    Really don’t give no fuck, yeah
    Don’t give no fuck
    When you turn nothing to something, yeah
    Really hustlin’, yeah
    Young and gettin’ that money, yeah
    We gettin’ that money, yeah

    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches, mmm
    Rags to riches (Damn)
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    To riches (Damn)

    [Lil Baby:]
    I went from rags to riches
    I still go back to the trenches
    We had to smash some niggas
    No silver spoons, we had plastic utensils
    He just came home, he still packin’ his pistol
    Die in these streets or get saved by the system
    Or get you some millions, my lifestyle is vicious
    These hoes ain’t gon’ miss you
    They fuck on your partner, act like they forgot you, that shit have you sick
    My girl, she the realest, I know how to pick ’em
    I know what I did, I need you to bear with me
    I know shit get ugly, but that’s why you pretty
    And pushin’ a Bentley, my kind near extinct
    I put up them millions, I’ll never go broke
    I’m a god in my hood, I give everyone hope
    Can’t remember a time when my answer was nope
    I remember the times I had nowhere to go
    Down to my lowest, I turned to a pro
    And I’m pourin’ my heart out, I bought my lil’ boy house
    I brought all the bros out, I never try show out
    I’m never gon’ go out, never that
    Every time that I turn around, I’m giving back
    Once they whack him, he’s dead, it ain’t no gettin’ back
    I was giving my all, not asking for it back
    I had blue hearts at first, I had to turn ’em black

    [Rod Wave:]
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches, mmm
    Rags to riches (Damn)
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    To riches (Damn)

    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Rags to riches, rags to riches
    Rags to riches, rags to riches, rags to riches

    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches, mmm
    Rags to riches (Damn)
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    Rags to riches
    To riches (Damn)

    “Tombstone”

    Damn, this motherfucker too crazy Saucii
    Let that shit ride, Eighty8
    When the shit over, it’s over
    I don’t know what’s after or, you know

    I keep my gun in my drawers, ducking the sad news (Oh yeah)
    My phone say seven missed calls, I know it’s bad news
    This life had left me so scarred, I’m knowing that’s true
    Remember times got so hard, I got it tattoed (So hard)
    I ain’t did no shows but made some bread (Yeah)
    I gotta keep the family fed (Yeah, yeah)
    Look, just talked to pops about the feds
    I ain’t gon’ lie, he had me scared, uh
    I feel ’em coming, nigga (Yeah)
    I’ll keep on running, nigga (Yeah)
    If we go down bad, keep it a hundred, nigga
    My girl all in my ear screaming, “Spend some time”
    I promise I’ll be here when I can get some time
    Right now, I got to get what’s mine (For sure)
    I’ll be thuggin’ ’til the end of time

    And fuck these niggas ’cause they lame
    Since they love saying my name
    Make sure you write the truest in the motherfucking game
    On my tombstone when they bury me
    By the river, they will carry me
    Finally, I’ll be resting in peace
    Finally, finally
    I’ll get to fly away, somewhere, someday
    Fuck these niggas ’cause they lame
    Since they love saying my name (Yeah)
    Make sure you write the truest in the game
    On my tombstone when they bury me (Yeah)
    By the river, they will carry me (Yeah)
    Finally, I’ll be resting in peace (Oh yeah)
    Finally, finally, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    (You know what I’m saying, I don’t really know what I’m saying)
    (I don’t know what’s after this shit)
    Finally, finally
    (Everybody think they know but fuck it, I sleep on the floor)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    (This shit comes with a lot, it’s a lot of pressure, I’m a young nigga though)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
    On my tombstone when they bury me (Believe that man, I’m a hustler)
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, on my tombstone when they bury me, yeah oh
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, finally I’ll be resting in peace
    Finally, finally, on my tombstone when they bury me
    By the river, they will carry me, I’ll be resting in peace
    Finally, finally, yeah

    “Abandoned”

    (Pipe that shit up, TnT)
    I don’t know, like
    I just don’t, I don’t get people (D. Major, baby)
    I don’t fuck with nobody, I don’t be around nobody
    I just like being dolo, you know?
    People, I don’t know, I just don’t understand ’em
    Maybe it’s they don’t understand me

    Weight of the world on your shoulders and you’re feeling all alone
    You got it, my nigga, just hold on
    Thug life ain’t dead, I’ma be this way until they kill me
    ‘Til then, I’ma make these niggas feel me
    My nigga it’s a wild, wild lifestyle
    A wild, wild lifestyle
    I don’t get along with my peers, I’m at war with myself
    So fuck you and everybody else

    Okay, I finally get the meaning of fighting demons (Fighting demons)
    Late at night, I ain’t sleeping, I’m up thinking (I’m up thinking)
    I’ma ball all season for last season (Yeah, yeah)
    Back when I was on the bleachers, they left me needin’ (Yeah)
    Thug life ain’t dead, niggas scared, that’s how I feel (I feel)
    I don’t fuck with my peers, never did, and never will (I never will)
    And I can’t keep a bitch ’cause I be peepin’ shit
    I ain’t with all of that beefin’ shit, I’d rather leave a bitch
    In the city, brought my glizzy with me, I’ll delete a bitch
    Niggas hating on a daily, but be on some feature shit, leecher shit
    Niggas mad at me but I can’t understand ’em
    How you mad at me and I’m tryna feed my family?
    And my school didn’t feel like high school ’cause niggas fake
    So I would skip classes and break in houses to get paid
    Told my mama one day, one day, I’ma be straight
    Stack up my chips and I’ma move far away

    Weight of the world on your shoulders and you’re feeling all alone
    You got it, my nigga, just hold on
    Thug life ain’t dead, I’ma be this way until they kill me
    ‘Til then, I’ma make these niggas feel me
    My nigga it’s a wild, wild lifestyle
    A wild, wild lifestyle
    I don’t get along with my peers, I’m at war with myself
    So fuck you and everybody else

    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    You know, I’m a popular loner, you know
    Maybe it’s me, maybe it’s not, you know, maybe it’s me
    Fuck it

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