No Creían

You know what I'm up to, nothing will happen to me
I know who I'm with, I know who to trust
The solid ones from my neighborhood are always there for me
This is just the beginning and no one will stop me now

With a little rooster in my hand to walk relaxed
The business is slicing, the bales are arriving (drip)
The more bills I have, the more friends keep coming
With red eyes, sailing in the clouds (that's right)

If you don't understand, here I have the gun
I walk crooked or straight, you don't care
I analyze the accounts
I'm leaving my mark wherever I step

And this is still for those who didn't believe (Drippin' Shit)
You already know it, pure old Morales

Since I was a kid, they taught me to be tough
The same genre knows that to play corridos sounds cool
I have small eyes, but the vision is big
I made myself known with just one song

Living in Morelos and always representing Mexico
I always carry my brother in my heart
He's with me wherever I go today-oh-oh
Lagunilla is my neighborhood

I'm not ashamed to say it, quite the opposite
It's not everything they tell you in other places
Life is tough here on this side
It has cost me everything to get where I am

And now what will the fakes who turned their backs on me say?
You all know it, 28 is the clique that backs me up
Now I dress almost like a cholo, it's no longer a game
Now every time I wake up, a new flow comes out

Let me tell you something, take notes, get your notebook
And it's that everything good has a slow process-oh-oh

And that's how it sounds and will continue to sound, your buddy Justin Morales
And we are Rancho Humilde, scratch it, buddy Fer