7 Dias (part. Tito Doble P)
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Van siete días y me pesa que ya no estás
Que tú no volverás, y a la verga al final
Solo somos yo y la puta ansiedad
La puta ansiedad
Treinta llamadas perdidas y un: ¿Dónde estás?
¿Cómo voy a explicar que me perdí en loqueras
Las putas, los panas, por matar esta ansiedad?
Puta ansiedad
Dime qué tienes
Si tú, al final, no sabes ni qué quieres
Para olvidarte, me comí otras pieles
Ya no me pesa gastar los billetes, pendiente
Dime qué tienes
Si nos juramos un amor pa' siempre
Ya no te hagas la que no me quiere'
Que en esos ojos se ve que aún me quieres
¿Me entiende?
¿Me entiende?
Jajaja
¿Pero, sí, entiendes o no?
Tito Double P, ¡ay!
Ayo
Así suena su compa Gabito, viejo
Ay, chiquitita
Es su compa Tito
¡Uh!
Van siete días y ahora acepto que ya no estás
Que te voy a olvidar y el alcohol sabe mal
Ya juré por mi bien que no te vuelvo a mirar
No te vuelvo a mirar
Dime qué tienes
Si tú, al final, no sabes ni qué quieres
Para olvidarte, me comí otras pieles
Ya no me pesa gastar los billetes, pendiente
Ni tú te entiendes
¿Dónde quedó ese amor que era pa' siempre?
Ya no te hagas la que no me quiere
Que en esos ojos se ve que, sí, quieres, entiende
Entiende
7 Days (feat. Tito Double P)
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It's been seven days and it weighs on me that you're gone
That you won't come back, and fuck it in the end
It's just me and this damn anxiety
This damn anxiety
Thirty missed calls and a: Where you at?
How am I supposed to explain that I got lost in craziness
The girls, the homies, just to kill this anxiety?
Damn anxiety
Tell me what you got
If you, in the end, don't even know what you want
To forget you, I hooked up with other girls
I don't mind spending the cash, you know
Tell me what you got
If we swore to have a love forever
Don't act like you don't want me
'Cause in those eyes, I can see you still care
You get me?
You get me?
Hahaha
But, do you get it or not?
Tito Double P, oh!
Ayo
This is how your buddy Gabito sounds, old school
Oh, little one
It's your buddy Tito
Uh!
It's been seven days and now I accept that you're gone
That I'm gonna forget you and the booze tastes bad
I swore for my own good that I won't look at you again
I won't look at you again
Tell me what you got
If you, in the end, don't even know what you want
To forget you, I hooked up with other girls
I don't mind spending the cash, you know
Not even you understand yourself
Where did that love go that was supposed to last?
Don't act like you don't want me
'Cause in those eyes, it shows that you do, understand
Understand
Escrita por: Gabito Ballesteros / Tito Double P / Armenta / Jorsshh