Para Andar Agusto (part. Juanillo Diaz y Junior H)

7-0-7, wherever the map points
And all the time, 4:20 the clock shows
To walk comfortably a touch of wax
But honey-colored

I spend more time working than relaxing
I have few friends, fine guys
My dear family, they know we're here
And we'll always be more than fine

A touch of kush
To navigate my streets comfortably
How I like it, that's how I live
And it's been a long time since I had a bad time

I don't need people to watch my back
But even if I don't tell them, here is my race
In life, time, many things also happen
From good to bad, or vice versa

And the dwarf is by my side, in case something happens
The crew is coming right now, if I make a call
But I can only do it, I don't need the gang
And whoever wants to come, let them come to see

To the top, where I'm going
Chino and Monchis know we're going together
The empire has grown
And they didn't believe
From below they're watching how I rise