Papelito Azul

I see it passing by
A white Mercedes
Going fast, looking sharp
The scale weighs and today’s my time
Let’s get to work
'Cause I have expensive taste
And I don’t ask for breaks
Just aim and go

I come from LA
The crew is tight-knit
And in Seattle, they see me
I navigate solo
'Cause since I was a kid, I hustled hard
I’m not one for fights
With my buddies, I chill
They see me in the clubs

For the long haul
If we party hard
For sure, the Sixth
Plays until morning
With a Remy Martin
On the rocks with some fine ladies
We pop the Moets
We celebrate and that’s how they see me

Blue paper is what we carry
The cash comes if we work for it
From Tepejillo, we bring the game
Said the young guy

My buddy Martin
That old man is solid
Not everything is profit, you gotta know how to lose
A path without stones won’t be a path
Listen closely
The old man’s in love, partying with girls
And we board a jet

Mexico sees me
The cockfights
I bet on horses, won some cash
We’re off to Vegas
To see the boxing fights, that’s where they see me

Gucci or Ferragamo, I won’t be basic
And I can rock the thrift too

To show off
We come from the bottom
The peak, I’ll reach it
From Santos Reyes, we’re hustling
Tepejillo is here
Marking territory with some tough folks
By my side is

Blue paper is what we carry
The cash comes if we work for it
Celerino Jimenez, I carry his school
That’s what Archivaldo said.