MX - MAD

From MX to Madrid
I always walked in a suit
And along with my luggage
We made a perfect duo

Elegant executive
Bag full of euros
And speaking perfect French
That led me all the way to Holland

30 kilos, uniform, passport
And the charm of Don Juan

Going for Phoenix on the rocks
I used to drink them in Ibiza
And I never rushed
To conquer the world

I got used to the heights
The clouds sheltered me
And also bore fruit
And that's how I learned to work

With the dogs and the fixed rise
What could go wrong

How I looked for him before becoming who I was
When I rode my bike, I lived very happily
But nothing lasts forever
Trust in this does not forgive
And some who claimed to be my friends
Set a date and my time

(Everyone has their own things, Checo's buddy)
(And it's his buddy Edén Muñoz)

With 777
The red flag in Europe
And Interpol very close
They were already waiting for the moment

In Mexico there were no failures
Everything seemed calm
And of course, this was a finger
Just as my dad used to say

That even the smartest one at the oven door
Can burn the bread

With a Comfort weapon
And at 40 thousand feet
A playlist of corridos
I felt like the owner of the sky

I looked down at the clouds
Vacationed in Dubai
And even in Prague they saw me
I also managed to succeed

And in a Lambo with plates from Sinaloa
They saw a guy arrive

From the great continent, I went straight to prison
A little French girl and a sad Swedish one are waiting
Only it will be for a long time
And maybe also with a different look

Know that life is very short
Enjoy every moment