La Mano de Dios

I celebrate when I win and I don’t forget when I lose
I’m tired of feeding the crow so much
If the devil strikes from behind, I just remind him
That if God lends me a hand, I’ll return it

They throw by mistake and I didn’t curse them
Because a mistake is a mistake until it’s fixed
You’re only as big as the rival you choose
That was another phrase I remember from the many I told you

Now we move on to another stage, we’re a religion
Standing on stage, I give communion
I toss some candy into the Dom Perignon
And pour it into the glass like a blessing

I carried so many lyrics on my shoulder, it was easy
To stand out in the dark and shine my light
Now three ropes around my neck and some rings
Accompany me with my gun, hallway to hallway

I’ve got my angel on my back, always watching over me
Barderos is now a religion, the streets are behind me
Now we’re counting those bills
Family will always keep us in mind

Like money, we stick with the usual crew
Tell me if you feel it, we’re unlucky devils
Stop everything, we’re cooking up something
This is the hand of God, I’m Diego Armando

I don’t know what’s happening, I’m rising up
With a bad brunette on top of a Lambo
I’ve got a criminal chick
Barderos is a religion, it’s a national pride

Aguilar flavor for your palate
We left the sales and started to sing, I’m dying for real
There are a couple of fools who follow me and throw shade
But they’re not worth it, even though we’ve got them in our sights

In Argentina, the quality is palpable
I go out at night to dinner with a couple of divas
With exquisite taste
Those devils say I’m their favorite

Baby, I’m cursed
But we’re gonna be legends because it was all written
I’ve got my angel on my back, always watching over me
Barderos is now a religion, the streets are behind me

Now we’re counting those bills
Family will always keep us in mind
Like money, we stick with the usual crew
Tell me if you feel it, we’re unlucky devils