paroles de chanson Clustered - Papi Goyo

In my mind I hustle in your mind I'm lucky
When people do a favor man they usually want something
Tell them fuckboys to get back and not push my button
Everybody on the same shit making rap clustered
I need Cardo on a beat beatnuts 9th wonder
Alchemist and shit need Dilla need Mustard
They don't put the work in and still act flustered
In my mind I hustle in your mind I'm lucky
En los puertos me encontrarás comiendo como un cerdo
Lo poquito que conservo me lo fumo en el cerro
Pa' tener la buena vista de la isla baby
Cuando estoy en Weston siempre paso a pana por tequeños
Mi fuego está ardiendo cuidadita que te quemo
Ando mas tranquilo desde que solté mi ego
I don't really fuck with them they weirdos
Yo he sido real desde wiro desde chavo
Si tengo un clavo clavado me lo saca otro clavo
Tranquilaicho en la zona yo nunca enojado
Esos pisados comen puro Taco Bell McDonald's
Antes imprimía fake I'ds como McLuvin
Truth is the pudding yeah my tracks are smelling crazy
Must be that they cooking good tree makes me lazy
My ideas kinda crazy to be honest G I love it
In the tropics with a cougar thing she just gave me cuddy
In my mind I hustle in your mind I'm lucky
When people do a favor man they usually want something
Tell them fuckboys to get back and not push my button
Everybody on the same shit making rap clustered
Cardo on a beat beatnuts 9th wonder
Alchemist and shit need Dilla need Mustard
They don't put the work in and still act flustered
In my mind I hustle in your mind I'm lucky
2020 I gotta see at least a hunndid
In this rap shit you really gotta want it
It seems that Instagram only good for fucking flaunting
I'm the upper echelon of habanero sauces
No conspiracies but I believe in flying saucers
I don't go to church but I wear chains with the crosses
I prefer the chicks that do yoga over CrossFit
Yeah I like the desert but I prefer the tropics
At this point that's the type of shit that should be obvious
I could give them beats and lyrics still couldn't copy this
Because she got good pussy now she's on some bossy shit
I love feminism man ain't nothing more sexy
Than a girl that wanna pay fifty fifty when the check came
On the genuine man with no front
I fucked and then hid the weed said I had no blunts
She left I rolled a fat L pulled up the beat and went nuts
When they gonna learn,
The way that I be schooling them wish I could share with Byrds
They gotta wait their turn
In next up like hey Alexa
Play the number one album on earth
Album or a mixtape what's the difference these days
Guate on my back from my grave to my birth
Benjamin button Saw my life in reverse
Lit a couple blunts to dispelled the curse
For every better there's a worst
For every good an evil every second has a first
Molecule that exploded to create the universe
Yeah I need to chill i'm on some trippy shit
For the throwback vibes I lit a trippy stick
In my mind I hustle in your mind Im lucky
When people do a favor man they usually want something
Tell them fuckboys to get back and not push my button
Everybody on the same shit making rap clustered