Traicioneros

There are traitors, there are envious ones
There are double-faced people, everyone but me
There are so many enemies, there are so many fakes
There are greedy ones, I leave it to God

The armor bow, he smokes for pleasure
In the name of those who hurt to see
That I achieved everything I am achieving
And envy is evident in them

Beware of those who claim to be your friend
Because they surely covet your woman
If you are down, they are fine with you
But if you rise, it may hurt them
And they start whispering about Lucifer
That I don't deserve it, that the position is his
They say I'm getting too big without understanding
That this is a business that needs to be protected

How much would they give to see me fall?
As if that will enrich you
I am a child of God, ask Him
Why am I so tough and doing so well?
It's the armor bow and smoking marijuana
And active all year round with those who want to see me fail
There are so many fakes that they film you with corduroy
They are cooking you up for someone else to come and shoot