This is a Young Hollywood Beat
At twelve years old I started hustling
I was already in the street outlawing
And I come from the hood, and that was necessary
So that nowadays fame and cash don't lack in the pocket
New cars and the babes calling
Don't worry, the run was crowned
Thanks to my mother for always praying to God
And to that fake friend that bit my hand
I send him my blessings
And here I stay firm, ready in the hustle
I'm not afraid, respect and money before life
At twelve years old I started rolling
I come from the hood, I made myself a millionaire
Now I drive a Lambo, and I'm not a thug
At 19 I dove fully into work, into the business
We've got the zeros and the accounts filling up
I don't forget my people, I've made that clear, that's it
My buddy Dan Sánchez from Sonora and a few others out there
Up with my land where the whole clan was founded
We're tumbados, we're pushing
The number ones, winning the Billboards
Bastard, who are you? I come from the hood
In the street since I was a kid
Hustling in the lizard with all my brothers
I was f*cked, now I'm a platinum artist
And the same people that keep talking about me
I've lost homies because of the f*ckin' money
That now keeps coming into the bank account
They call me 'Wells Fargo'
I bought an AP, I've got five chains
60 million views on YouTube and the Mercedes is paid off
If one day I die, I don't want a burial
Call the brothers, they dress in black and we show up anywhere
And nothing but corridos tumbados, old boys