If you're down, nobody here pays attention to you
If you're up, fakes surround you
You lend them a hand, they swear that they love you
They don't need you anymore, and they talk sh*t
Poor people's life in a rich world
They say they're 'Lions' and they leave you on read
Me with no money, I kissed your girl
You with millions, you lick my boots
Yeah, we've already seen you
Rockstar life on Instagram
You can buy thousands of things
Your f*cking style is like a girl's
But money doesn't buy the flow
You're missing the hood, kid
Six eight six, pure chicalón
And his buddy Óscar Maydon
I'm not crying, I'm just confirming for you
That arrogance is not my type at all
There's thousands of stars in the sky
Every night, they fall and we see them
You buy lovers, friendships too
Tell me, buddy, what is it that you do
When they leave you, sad and empty
That without a peso, you're not their friend
Poor people's life, in a rich world
They say they're 'Lions' and they leave you on read
Me with no money, I kissed your girl
You with millions, lick my boots
Yeah, we've already seen you
Rockstar life on Instagram
You can buy thousands of things
Your f*cking style is like a girl's
But money doesn't buy the flow
You're missing the hood, kid
Six eight six, pure chicalón
And up with Mexicali, man
And let's head to the warmth, buddy Joel
If you're down, nobody here pays attention to you
If you're up, fakes surround you
You lend them a hand, they swear that they love you
They don't need you anymore, and they talk sh*t