And I was the love of your life You weren't even close to mine Good luck settling for the rest of your life 'Cause I have learned to love myself more than you could And I've got bigger things to do And I was the artist to sign It's not my fault y'all slept on me The music y'all got will soon be out of style And I will prosper till the end 'Cause I'm the Son of Mother Sound (Andrespacito) At the moment it's 2017 And I get as much attention as an average girl posting booty pics Man, I really need to do something about this shit So I should just rap like this: I should just take your bitch I should get money and thick girls to be up in my videos I had a homie who tells me he thinks he knows what I should do Cover a song and put it on YouTube Nah, I'd kinda rather be known for my own material I have daydreams of being with famous Latin women Selling out the Forum, and my records going platinum I have daydreams of being with famous Latin women Selling out the Forum, and my records going platinum But for now I need to stay away From them pretty little damsels in distress 'Cause the last thing that I'm tryna deal with Is those: Andres, we really need to talk texts But why would I wanna be dealing with your insecurities? Truthfully all of that shit is a burden to me Seven years and it's finally occurring to me All the time that I wasted listening to girls complain I should've been working a little harder towards my music career I have daydreams of being with famous Latin women Selling out the Forum, and my records going platinum I have daydreams of being with famous Latin women Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah, woo You're talented, thanks to God, that's what my father said to me Now you're responsible for spreading positivity And don't identify with body or the flesh, my son you are the soul And money don't make you a king And having women all up on you doesn't mean that you're the shit And one day you ain't gon' be shit Especially if you give into the ignorance of wanting things When you're up on a stage Don't be the hero that they want, but what they need