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Kris Floyd

@diario

Me gusta cuando me hablas
Cosas que a nadie le dices
Pensé que éramos equipo
Pero me dejaste como Iverson en los Sixers

Solitario, corriendo detrás de ti haciendo cardio
Contando los días en el calendario
Ya no es tan gufiao pensar en ti
A diario, ario, aio y aio

No estoy contento porque a ti estoy atento
A diario, ario, aio y aio
No me concentro porque a ti estoy atento

Arréstame y déjame preso
Pa' hacerte once años como Tempo
Y aunque soy feliz con lo que tengo
Sería cabrón si estoy adentro de ti

Yo no choteo, sigo con los mismos desde cero
Wisin y Yandel con los Vaqueros
La noche está buena pa' formar un tiroteo
Pero pienso en tu trasero y picheo

Dale, baby, dime algo
No tienes que regalar, me la puedes prestar
Pero, baby, dame algo
Que me tienes rochao' viendo lo felices que están Rosalía y Rauw

Podemos ser nosotros, but you playing
Yo escribí un diario con Eddie
Le di like a tu comentario
Ya no es tan gufiao pensar en ti

A diario, ario, ario y aio
No estoy contento porque a ti estoy atento
A diario, ario, ario y aio
No me concentro porque a mí

Me gusta cuando me hablas
Cosas que a nadie le dices
Pensé que éramos equipo
Pero me dejaste como Iverson en los Sixers

Solitario, corriendo detrás de ti haciendo cardio
Contando los días en el calendario
Ya no es tan gufiao pensar en ti
A diario, ario, ario y aio

No estoy contento porque a ti estoy atento
A diario, ario, ario y aio
No me concentro porque a ti estoy atento

Kris Floyd, sí
La KR está en los controles
Y Albert High, Neon 16
¿Me entiendes? Wo

@every day

I like it when you tell me
Things you don't tell anyone else
I thought we were a team
But you left me like Iverson on the Sixers

Alone, running after you, doing cardio
Counting the days on the calendar
It's not so cool anymore to think about you
Every day, every day, day and day

I'm not happy because I'm focused on you
Every day, every day, day and day
I can't concentrate because I'm focused on you

Arrest me and leave me locked up
So I can do eleven years like Tempo
And even though I'm happy with what I have
It'd be crazy if I were inside you

I don't snitch, I'm still with the same people from day one
Wisin and Yandel with Los Vaqueros
The night is perfect to start a shootout
But I think about your ass and let it slide

Come on, baby, tell me something
You don't have to give it to me, you can lend it to me
But baby, give me something
You've got me upset seeing how happy Rosalía and Rauw are

We could be them, but you're playing
I wrote a diary with Eddie
I liked your comment
It's not so cool anymore to think about you

Every day, every day, every day and day
I'm not happy because I'm focused on you
Every day, every day, every day and day
I can't concentrate because I

I like it when you tell me
Things you don't tell anyone else
I thought we were a team
But you left me like Iverson on the Sixers

Alone, running after you, doing cardio
Counting the days on the calendar
It's not so cool anymore to think about you
Every day, every day, every day and day

I'm not happy because I'm focused on you
Every day, every day, every day and day
I can't concentrate because I'm focused on you

Kris Floyd, yeah
KR is on the controls
And Albert High, Neon 16
You feel me? Wo

Escrita por: Kris Floyd, Christopher Ramos Carballo