Vague thoughts from a year ago
When he walks through the hood
Look how far the kid has gotten, today he's a rooster
Fierce for fighting, solid for the errands
If they escape we find them, if they're foes we chop them up
Surrounded by bad heads, that's why I learned
The wrong steps of the life that I want to be in
I walk through the blaze, I'm the fire
Known by the mafia as Ñengo
I go forward, I don't sell my brothers
I don't get bummed, killing them entertains me
And here betrayal doesn't exist
Why he talks so much but doesn't have a peso
The wallet always full of money
Benjamins don't fall from the sky
And I never turned on anybody
I die for all my people, I know they die for me
Whoever messed up, the d*ck took him
Some are underground
And the ones alive don't live better than me
Why so many people fear me
I don't owe, I just have what I want
If you puff up, I empty you with the guns
And only Corridos Tumbados, fellas
And that's how Ovi sounds, bro
This is Real G 4 Life baby
Some time ago I was struggling
Thanks to God we made it
Short rifles, long ones too
I make and undo them my way
That's how I was trained, problems don't matter to me
Since I was a kid they taught me
To earn my own money, I do know how to get it
The same Ñengo with the same thoughts
I'm controlling, I'm in command
I have what I want because I move and yet
They try to drop me and I don't fall
I'm still firm with the same ones, I'm counting on you
Here we're Rancho Humilde