In my mind I hustle in your mind in 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 tbh g I love it

In the tropics with a cougar thing she just gave me cuddy

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

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 50/50 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