GRACIAS POR TODO

I'm the white boy, the crazy kid with the sound system
I ain't ashamed to say I started from nothing
No jewels, no cash, I came from this mess
The psycho and the rat taught me how to rap

2013, we never went hungry at the table
Falls and stumbles, that's how it all begins
My mom and my grandma still pray to God
I never gave up even though I grew up in poverty

They lifted me up and never left me alone
They showed me the way and gave me love
Values, respect, discipline they instilled in me
That's what my mom and dad taught me since I was a kid

Many didn't believe and laughed at me
A few left and others betrayed me
I'm standing tall thanks to those who lifted me
In my heart, I always carry those who supported me

If I found it tough, imagine my mom
Who lost her dad in a car accident
She left with my dad because my sister was on the way
The story of my parents is truly admirable

In my hood, bro, that's where I met evil
The hustle, the business, also loyalty
For enemies, there's no mercy here
The pain of a funeral, pride, and brotherhood

They didn't pay me because I never charged them
They took advantage of the fact that I loved this
And you don't know how hard it was for me to arrive
I started alone, I jumped in headfirst

2016, I had to leave home
Far from my family, far from my people
Thanks to Alzada for teaching me the hustle
And nothing bad, that's what tips the scale

A lot of money I had to share
But I understand it was an investment to rise
Today, they won't come to tell me or say
Now I have so many houses I don't even know where to live

I don't know what day it is, I don't care about the time
I have birthdays marked on my calendar
Here in the neighborhood, danger is a daily thing
You gotta love what you do, a hitman told me

With love for the fans and my family
Thanks to them listening to my tracks, I have food
I'm good, ready for whatever the boss needs
I always carry a gun because I know envy

And tell my sister not to let problems tangle me
To never think and get stuck in anger
To not forget who I am, always remember
Here in the hood, I know it can be done

Hey dude, from Santa Fe, 473
Neighborhood music, go ahead and tell them, fucking dogs
Here we keep it real, here on the street
Welcome to the hood, the fucking Quezada
Santa Fe Klan, bro, 2000 and forever

Haha, black and white, fucking white boy
Shoutout to the crew, shoutout to the people
To fucking Mook, fucking Panque, Solek and the crew
To Fercho, to the panic rooms
For the whole neighborhood Guanajuato, right away bro
The Santa bro
Pure crazy stoner