Look here, I'm looking for the chain Look here, I'm a rockstar with the chain Look here, with my homies feel the same Here I go I'm the 16th Damn wow, you know it's a show Lazy doesn't stop because he found flow Damn wow, short and low We are street hitters like *** Dembo I'm left alone, I keep only my mind Time that passes, I'm still conscious Mami, do you feel it? Yes, I don't think so I have pending I'm in it Don't drama Don't wanna Don't little widow My mama is a hyena She wants to look elegant smoking marijuana She likes drugs, she likes my trap She likes to see me through the glass Sounding original trap I got into this without knowing anything Now so high that we don't go down Rollie with Lazy burning grams Music and drugs, looking for them Walking, we escape We escape in Masaya burning green All the teeth are tied I don't achieve it even if I try I'm high with my people Give it to me, there's Paris on If there's no law, take control Live without fear and with reason While another song passes Put it on and roll it up While music and drugs sound With Lazy in the town We don't even look at each other Confused Lazy making trouble Repentant But I'm still mine I don't trust you, I tell you uncle On top but with cold Hey, hey, hola man How are you, how are you? I see that those fangs are not yet I being an all-star Well, who knows Well, and you, where are you? I'm with my homie, living the press Imagining the rhythms that I never imagined If in my life I am Sismo Sometimes I have thought about it Many times the same Many others, very expensive Rollin', rollin', burning G's Homie, homie, living the G's Shawty, shawty, I don't drink 3C For me, I'm addictive Rollin', rollin', burning G's Homie, homie, living the G's Shawty, shawty, I don't drink 3C For you, I don't keep my faith 2 for 2, I always go Well, I live it for today I roll up another blonde I tell him, pass it on Because I always follow my way I don't gain anything from a rocker A rhythm style, I don't annihilate it easily I shoot anyone And it's not hate, I'm real Motherfucker If you get in, we'll kill you with the AK Many tell me, what else? I know friends who already appear in Calacan I turn on another Tomás I turn on another Tomás The note goes down Green like the money He shoots me if I want it Rockstar life, that's how I die I don't care, mother Green and money, that's how I want it Green and money, that's how I want it