El Nieto Consentido

I am a direct heir
But not of money
Rather of brains

Navigating through Culiacán
I enjoy myself
Wearing my hat properly

I'm not one to fight
And I don't get dirty
I'm not into quarrels

Here we work
We're building
This new empire

For all who have asked
I am a businessman
Just like my grandfather

Proud and educated
With style and class
Just like the old man

I also have his support
And sometimes we argue
For what we want

I also have guys
And if I give the order
They make a mess

I'm not one to make enemies
And I bring with me
Only fine men

Garfi, Barnifla, and straight
They know they can count on me
For better or for worse

I gladly take the road
I'm going to the little ranch
For a few bucks

I'm the spoiled grandson
And very distinguished
My last name carries weight

Years have passed
They have mentioned it
But they remain

Some who have already left
Who didn't back down
And stood their ground

Others are still here
Also reinforcing
The law of the hat

Chente and Grandpa by my side
The loyal soldiers
Whom I esteem and appreciate

I keep going, I never stop
I keep organizing
And I keep my position

Some memories remain engraved
And deeply embedded
Some memories

My father is not with me
And with every sigh
You know it weighs on me

I will visit them often
At my poplar tree
I always take a walk

Zambada keeps going strong
They call me the duck
But I don't get distracted

Throughout everything
I have seen it all
I'm not scared of anything

I have talented uncles
It's almost time
And I'm here waiting

Gordo and little Vicente
The day they return
The bosses will be back