Chamuko

My golden mother, we took the crooked path
Even if I have a lot of heat, the vest doesn’t weigh me down anymore
We carry a Glock on my block, feeling high
Always on alert, I got the Chamuko inside me

My golden mother, we took the crooked path
Even if I have a lot of heat, the vest doesn’t weigh me down anymore
We carry a Glock on my block, feeling high
Always on alert, I got the Chamuko inside me

There are a lot of criminals here
Wearing animal skin
We move the real stuff
I don’t even know where I’ll crash
Subliminal message
A lot of people want to take me down
But they couldn’t in the end
I look at the ceiling, I do it

I bought my place
It came from dirty money
Five days without sleep
Now they see me all messed up
Sleep doesn’t get to me
I’m up in the clouds
I’m not coming down
I’m all hyped up

A little bag of powder
Comes through the back
I’m feeling paranoid now
At work, I pulled a big one
People saw, asking what I’m doing and
We always carry a big piece
I live in the fast lane
I bought another ride, bro
And my phone’s blowing up
I hit it hard and put on some corridos tumbados

There’s no shortage of big bags
No shortage of fine asses
I sell more than McDonald’s here
Representing the AK on the caps
If you don’t owe, then don’t run
In my bed, your girl or a whore
I never have a time to leave
Watching the street with a gun
Fuck it, she knows, she’s not alone

And there’s plenty of cherry weed
Also the Burberry clothes
Living a double life, going all Perry
Champagne with a taste of Don Pery

Heading to Punta Cana
From Dolce and Gabbana
The stuff arrives tomorrow
Flame car, car of the crew
Nothing goes wrong for me
The lady’s a screen
For the body, I just took another line
All high-end business

It got really serious
Tell them to hit up the cone
I dove right into it like Al Capone
Now chill out
I’m always on one
Smoking a joint in the TRX
I consume the stuff
It’s my breakfast
She knows I’m never fasting

My golden mother, we took the crooked path
Even if I have a lot of heat, the vest doesn’t weigh me down anymore
We carry a Glock on my block, feeling high
Always on alert, I got the Chamuko inside me

There are a lot of criminals here
Wearing animal skin
We move the real stuff
I don’t even know where I’ll crash
Subliminal message
A lot of people want to take me down
But they couldn’t in the end
I look at the ceiling, I do it.