Árboles

Yuh yuh Smoking on árboles de la barranca Por que no han enverdisido Y es que no los han regado  Con agua del Río Florido Mask on like Dumile (Yuh) Real ones know who it be (Yuh) Same old news ain't new to me (Yuh) Gemini so there's two of me They say I could be too much Couldn't give two fucks Ball bounced yo that's two cups Really you two suck They try to stop influx Just to make blue bucks Woke's a joke to us Nah, just keep it true here And I love her more than I love myself But I loved her more when she's not herself I loved an illusion and played myself No filter, I said what the f*ck I felt De esas tres que van pasando Cuál le gusta valedor  Esa del vestido blanco  Me parece la mejor Mask on like  El Santo Saludos a Bacobampo Extraño al Tescalame Un día voy a visitar mi rancho Like "¡Ayayay cabrones!" Mama said that I used to say that Back when I was 7 or 8 What I'd do to relive them days But I'm grown now I was out in Nashville  I'm home now Wasn't ready for what I was about to see Hella real shit we had to learn out there in Tennessee Brittany's father always hated me He's a closet racist, I'm the enemy I'm a fuckin immigrant, I'll always be All my nanas dead, nobody prayed for me "Árboles de la Barranca" Nana Petra used to sing that to me all the time "Killing Me Softly With His Song"  Played like 3 times when Nana Nena died And I miss my Nana Mary Rest in peace forever Getting old is fuckin scary But our time together  Was the time of my life What a time to be alive Smokin on arboles de la barranca Por que no han enverdisido  Y es que no los han regado  Con agua del Río Florido Me puse a amar a una mujer (Bitch I'm back) Con la ilusión de amar (Bitch I'm back) Me puse a amar a una mujer (Bitch I'm back) Con la ilusión de amar (Bitch I'm back) Yuh Mask off, that's your life now Motha fuckas needa pipe down Millennials want it right now But these Boomers needa back down Bitch, now we on the rise Won't apologize I ain't been the same Since my nana died All these governments Tryina terrorize If you give the truth Get demonetized They want that street talk That soowoop, that crip walk They snitching, praying till we get caught It's a system that we can't stop Ever wonder why we hate cops? Ever wonder why we getting popped? Ever wonder why it don't stop? Cuz they making money off this whole plot