And from that enemy that wanted to kill me
Just the memories, may God keep them for me
I am from Durango, just remember my name and my ranch
From the old school and from Joaquín Loera's crew
A time in the mountains, ravines, trails, the war weapons
I live and fully handle the business
And let the water flow, let it not stop
Everything comes together, right now there's problems
And may I never lack a cigarette
For those who want to cross the line with the crew
I walk straight in the crooked business
And whoever doesn't shape up, let him come with me, I straighten him out here
And an armored Cayenne, super diamond-studded
They often see me around Guadalajara
I have to watch out for the sharks
And I check the plaza, I don't mess around with stories
I see other colors, money and shares, more worries
And I have to tighten it up, get the boxes ready
And so what if a band shows up at my house at dawn?
If I drink for three nights and the booze doesn't end
I don't work high, and it sounds like danger if I'm crossed
I prefer to stay sober, and that way I measure my marked steps
Time has passed, everything here has changed, I'm already tangled up
And whatever comes, I'm still standing here