I got used to Sour, it doesn’t kick anymore
It gets delivered to my house, no need to go out and cop it
Multiply the 100, that's the task
I'm the chief in your own village
I'm worth more than everything that surrounds you
Don’t fool yourself, remember that Curry sinks it
Come down the hill, I'm rolling with the orchestra
Motherf*ckers, easy shot, I’m never down on the odds
And especially not in this one
Let me make it clear, we’re past the home stretch, already at the tape
The devil injects me and I bet the house, I don't even lay them down
Another one falls by the force of gravity
One more in case he survives by chance
Refute my thesis, motherf*cker, and we'll give you a lesson
I haven’t even scored yet and I already have Cristianos praying to Messi
You talk shit, motherf*cker, and you don't live like this
Your girl is always keeping an eye on me
She calls me to give it to her and I say yes
I've been a son of a b*tch since I was born
You talk shit, motherf*cker, and you don't live like this
Your girl calls me and I tell her yes
I'm not gonna change, I've always been like this
I've been a son of a b*tch since I was born
Back at it, going hard on the beat again
But how can I be back? I don't understand
Mess with me and you'll leave in pieces
I got a couple of children, a couple of nephews
Those who don't call me daddy, they call me uncle
Respect the ranks, the position
I traded fame for admiration
I never run out of ammunition
They wanna flex but they lack what it takes
I keep living my life, motherf*cker
Always active in my big ride
I got out of the alley all alone
And I bought a million-dollar mansion for my mom
I got the swagger that moves the masses
I'm loyal to my record label
That's why everyone asks what's up
Hey, no matter how much we block it
Arcángel sells out every concert
You talk shit, motherf*cker, and you don't live like this
Your girl calls me and I tell her yes
I'm not gonna change, I've always been like this
I've been a son of a b*tch since I was born
You brag, a*shole, and you don't live like that
Your girl is always keeping an eye on me
She calls to get it and I tell her yes
I've been a son of a b*tch since I was born
Tonight we’re hitting the streets with all the boys, ready to cause mayhem
These motherf*ckers brag about guns and we're the owners of the hardware store
We roll with all the rosaries without knowing the Hail Mary
They flex, they flex, they flex, they flex on me and they're like Meek Mill without a battery
Today if they catch me, I'm strapped
And we make a wide hole in your face
You’re asking if I’m a thug?
Motherf*cker, I don't know
It's that nerves don't exist after two Percocets
Today there's no excuse and if it's taken out it's used
I’d paint a Medusa on your face
The night is confusing and if you cross me
Motherf*cker, we're going to leave you jumping
That Cuban link they left you still shines
Today we’re putting you on the spot
Even if you're with the family eating at Padilla
Nobody's been born yet who does it like me
If I don't catch you in Puerto Rico, I'll catch you in the 2000's New York streets
And I'm the Evil Elf