Bien Portados (feat. Willy Martin)

Threats at your door
They always scare you when you’re settling scores
Well behaved, there's no fear
Especially when you don’t talk or point a finger here

If you work with transparency
And don’t brag about being a boss or brave, you see
Those above will respect you
Without you noticing, they all have you in their view

Calm and collected
With an iPhone in hand, connected
Remembering the fruits of hard work
For that crew, so they don’t have to fight or lurk

They say life’s a roulette
Many rich folks now live on the street, you bet
These days, the poor and rich get respect
Their money’s worth the same in the market, no neglect

They suggest I leave California
And buy a mansion out in the islands, yeah
I tell them I live how I want
No pressure from work or money, I flaunt

And we’re heading to California, my buddy Willy
That’s why we gotta stay chill in life, really
'Cause if being well behaved gets us where we are
Just imagine if we weren’t, it’d be bizarre
My buddy Tony Aguirre, hell yeah, pure cartel music

When you’re out at the clubs
They bring you whiskey, girls, and even white powder hugs
What ironies life throws
When back then, no one even gave me a taco, who knows

Across the United States
Is where I’m always grinding, no debates
Friends come to visit
When they realize I’m here, they come in a split

Today I’m enjoying the snowy Las Vegas
Cruising in a Ferrari like it’s all just a game, us
Now I can tell who my real friends are
Not those fakes like some I see from afar

And in life, everyone can rise
And reach wherever you want to set your sights.