AYER Y HOY

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

They want to greet me
Knowing that at night they go to bed praying to see me fall
That double standard, I already located them
Now he throws at me: Who are you? I didn't invite you
None will be able to handle me, I explained it to them
Two or three joined forces and I dunked over them

This ran out of voltage, so I jumped it
They put their leg in, but this is not soccer
I have the rent of your house just on my feet
They closed the door on me and look how easily I entered

I already went on a trip and didn't bring any luggage
Now I arrive and buy clothes depending on the landscape
If they want to copy my flow, they have to pay a toll
I'm leaning back, while the Maybach massages me

And I don't know where I am, much less where I'm going
I just know they get excited every time I give them
They want me for who I am, not for how I am
That's why the one from yesterday (is not the same as today)

If I die tomorrow, all this stays here, stays here

I looked at my account and it no longer says zero (oh-oh)
Now I have extra, I can share
I can share, I can share

They keep sending jabs, they look like hedgehogs
Throwing, there are about three, now I have triplets
Remember, my children, that I don't have to ask for permission
To grab the broom and start sweeping the floor with you

Bastard, I'm already on to something else
What the hell do I care if you can't stand me
The conscience broken
They don't go out with me and that's noticeable from afar
They're getting into the mud and haven't even put on their boots

No one wants to bat against Ohtani's jersey
I'm Kobe in the final, the 8-ball
I made this one bored, drinking on a social Thursday
Today they're two for one, I took advantage of the special

I better shut up, we're back to regular programming
Although if one moves forward, by God I'll heal
One by one, also if they want they can join
That way it's easier, I only have to aim once
And I almost always hit where it hurts
This is for them to hate me more
To hate me more, to hate me more

Ah, ah, yes
I'm going, listen
I used to stand by the window and have a view of nothing
And just listen to the coquí, ha
Those who know what I'm saying, know what I'm saying
It's called motivation

I saw a lot of people making money when I had nothing
And I never envied them

On the contrary, I got motivated, worked, followed the model
Until it worked out for me

Do you want me to tell you how it worked out for me, bastard?
Well, simple and easy
I never gave up, I didn't listen to anyone

And when everyone told me no
I trusted that being inside me that said yes
And the crazy one was me
And now who are the crazy ones

If you, who doubted me, or me, who always believed in me, bastard, ha
And you know what?
Don't feel bad, I'm the crazy one
I'm the crazy one