Remembering my buddy Berna, I started out with him
May my old man rest in peace, up in heaven we'll see each other
I started working hard, from there I came to the States
To Tucson, to be exact, I went to work across the border
By stealing cars I got what I needed
Driving by the line, I took them to Mexico
I moved weed in amounts that let me through
But this mafia world, oh, life was changing me
I don't need many people to feel real brave
And whoever wants to meet me, I'll pop up right away
We're old school, we're Don Mencho's people
We run through Vallarta, always solid, not low-class
A big boss across the pond gave me work
And now I work with the Four, I don't deny it, I'm about action
Grinding on the goods to supply the best
In a brand-new Mercedes they loaded up the old man's goods
I don't move without Junior, Chucky, Beto's at full throttle
Here we risk our skins for whatever the boss orders
CJNG Cartel, so that you get ready