Fernandez

México, watchin' TV we only had three canales
El Chavo, con el Quico y Profesor Jirafales
On the low, mama told me si está dark tu no sales
Eight years old, but the vatos on the corner had puñales
To be honest, all I cared about was June, July, and August
Yeah I promise, in my rancho we was pickin' the nopales
If I had to take a dump, filled a bucket from the faucet
Pushin' Tazos cross the border, I was tryna pull a profit
Now I got it, feelin' like a king with pesos in my pocket
Hit the market, at the pulga spent my money on a wallet
At the time, had the drive, but I didn't have the knowledge
Fast forward, twelve years later, now I graduated college
Boy I'm ballin', in my mind I got everythin' I wanted
Now when I collect a check, yeah I get direct deposit
I'm about to kill the game, somebody go get a coffin
I be schoolin' all theses rappers, I think that they need to audit

Young rock star, feelin' like Fernandez
Mexicano, como los nopales
Got a phone for the plug, dos celulares
Mordidas, pa los federals
Young rock star, feelin' like Fernandez
Mexicano, como los nopales
The plug named Delia she makin' tamales
Vamos para arriba homie, ya tu sabes

No se vale, you know that I only do it for the Valle
Chale wale, lil' homie tu no sales pa la calle
I be goonin' with my vatos, my hermanos, my carnales
Como el de Kung Fu Panda, my team full of animales
All the hatters in my hood, tryna tell me tu no vales
But the OG, he once told me, lil' homie no le pares
Nomas dale, if you got a goal work for it like a jale
If at first you fail, keep on tryin', hasta que te sale
When a valley boy ballin', everybody love to hate
I was paintin' houses, now I'm gettin' buckets in the paint
High school, Spanish class, they asked me to conjugate
Hold up, este vato, get that wato out my face
Do the race, all I'm tryna do is put on for my race
An afraid to go, to Mexico, ass hoe, is what I hate
Hold up, (what) you can't pronounce your last name?
Had your whole life to practice, I don't want to hear complaints

Young rock star, feelin' like Fernandez
Mexicano, como los nopales
Got a phone for the plug, dos celulares
Mordidas, pa los federals
Young rock star, feelin' like Fernandez
Mexicano, como los nopales
The plug named Delia she makin' tamales
Vamos para arriba homie, ya tu sabes

Ya tu sabes
Puro nine five six
Kid Fig
El Cuco del Valluco
Modern day mariachi
Young Vicente Fernandez
Y'all already know what it is
Better get used to it
If you don't know now you know homie
(Jajaja ah)
I think that's it



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Writer(s): Austin Figueroa
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