Qué Bendición

And if I had to get on that train
I can't get over it and now I'm doing great
I'm in a tug-of-war with the Lord
Whose hand was the one that offered me
The effort gave me many fruits
With the mafia I carry a big gun

My dad made me a bellicose boy
At ten I was already carrying a big gun
What a blessing
Thanks to God everything worked out
I navigate with caution
I don't let my ego get to me
I throw a big party, I take a drink

The ground heated up
And it's time to move
See you on the way back
And on the way back we'll see each other, bunch of dicks
Bye
Fuck off

And pure chuy Montana
Pure Street Mob

My mother's blessing, important
I left the ordinary people behind
There were many people who screwed me over
And now they even call me sir
The witchcraft, well, didn't work for them
If they delayed me, I came out stronger
Always with faith in my God

And the little saints that give protection
What a blessing
Thanks to God everything worked out
I navigate with caution
I don't let my ego get to me
I throw a big party, I take a drink
The ground heated up

And it's time to move
See you on the way back
And here they don't stop, just bullshit, man
Not even if they try