La Changa

Eager to get ahead
Always worked hard as a helper with his dad
Wanted to make some cash
Left the ranch, came to Houston at 15 years old
And he started
Alongside his brothers, big thanks to Chato and Omar

With time and his courage
The student beat the teacher, it happens sometimes
My little boy is gone
It's something I carry inside, and it's not easy to get over
It made me stronger
From the sky, he protects me and lives in my heart

And he loved making money
Though to get it, life has to be risky
He likes cockfights
Playing cards, rolling dice, knows how to lose and win

The business covers everything
There are eight white ones, the Duty ones, that you see passing by
And even though he’s been locked up
My people are still out here, and I know they won’t let me down
I’m still in the game
I’ve got Mexican goats, Central Americans too

When someone you love leaves
It's hard to accept, bro, I’m gonna miss you
I have several blessings
The advice from my old man who never backed down
And plenty of them
Prayers from my mom so that nothing goes wrong

I’m not a helper, I’m the boss
I don’t feel better than anyone, maybe that’s just who I am
But don’t get it twisted
Those who mess up clean it up, and they know we’re all about action