Lots know me out there as 'El Barbero'
It ain't for cutting hair, it's for skinning
The roots that mold me come from Guanajuato
With a weed joint I chill, big time
Since I was 17 I started working
And I haven't quit rolling, much less working
And I haven't quit rolling, 'cause the goal's to stack green
All the way to Old Chicago
You'll catch me on Chicago streets in a Chevy
I've always been humble, that'll never fade
But I always like to stay in style
My clothes and little treats, nobody buys those for me
Cruz Azul on the field and me with a joint in my hand
With César and Elvis, shout-out to my bros
Barbero's my trade, in case there's doubt
Last name's Andrade if you ask again
And I haven't quit rolling, much less working
And I haven't quit rolling, 'cause the goal's to stack green