Pa Pocos (part. Mili Milanss)
Yeah
Me siento flojo, mi asiento rodeado de enojo
Nuestro libro de asientos en rojo
Me gustaría hacerlo pero no es tan fácil como decir lo dejo
¿Cómo creerte hoy si ayer me mentiste mirándome a los ojos? (Perdón)
Yo tampoco me comporto siempre derecho
Pero de tantas vueltas, estoy ya manchando el techo
No fuiste mía por capricho y mucho menos por derecho
Si ya no sentís lo mismo, es hablar y yo mismo me echo
De hecho, sé bien que estoy haciendo el mamarracho
Siempre grabando sobrio lo que te escribí borracho
Alguna noche de chelas en las que no había pa'l tacho
Y preferí patear porque el bondi demoraba una bocha
No es la ropa, es la percha, y si tu boca me engancha
Te hago gritar como un hincha de Boca en la cancha cuando engancha el Pipa
Pura chala en esa pipa (ah)
Malas racha', buenos rancho', wachas y charlas de tripa
A mis anchas, con la tropa, haciendo buches con el Morgan
Anoche hice como que no te escuché, bonita
Es que ya tengo un trato con ella y antes que cincharle el pelo a otra
Prefiero agarrárselo mientras vomita, ja (eh)
Esto de ser yo es pa' poco'
Sigo dando vueltas metido en un show de locos
Tengo un shot de vodka, una bala y un plan
Si te espanto, sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl (ah)
Esto de ser yo es pa' poco'
Sigo dando vueltas metido en un show de locos
Tengo un shot de vodka, una bala y un plan
Si te espanto, sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl (ah)
No tengo el rompecabezas tan completo como te hago parecer
Cambié el 40% de las piezas por placer
Acá te aplauden por ir de que los comentarios te la chupan
Pero te critican cuando te estás permitiendo ser
Todas tus acciones bajo lupa
Solo pa' encontrarme a las 3 am otra vez escribiéndote
Pocos a la vuelta cuando los fallos se agrupan
Por eso el dueño del pozo terminó muriendo de sed
Quien no tiene metas siempre espera que cometas fallas
Me gusta la gente apasionada
Loco, no te metas, acá no paso nada
Lo tuyo es una careta, me lo dijo una corazonada
Hoy mi corazón nada en tu probeta
Pero ya probé tantas que no esperes que prometa nada
Ya estamo' grandes pa' confiarle sueños al cometa
Pero no pa' que esas dos teta 'no nos vean la cara
Esto de ser yo es pa' poco'
Sigo dando vueltas metido en un show de locos
Tengo un shot de vodka, una bala y un plan
Si te espanto, sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl (ah)
Esto de ser yo es pa' poco'
Sigo dando vueltas metido en un show de locos
Tengo un shot de vodka, una bala y un plan
Si te espanto, sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl (ah)
No es pa' tanto girl
Sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl
Tengo un shot de vodka, una bala y un plan
Si te espanto, sabés que no es pa' tanto, girl
For a Few (feat. Mili Milanss)
Yeah
I feel lazy, my seat surrounded by anger
Our seating chart in red
I would like to do it but it's not as easy as saying I leave
How can I believe you today if yesterday you lied to me looking me in the eyes? (Sorry)
I don't always behave right either
But after so many turns, I'm already staining the ceiling
You weren't mine on a whim and much less by right
If you don't feel the same anymore, it's talking and I myself leave
In fact, I know well that I'm making a mess
Always recording sober what I wrote to you drunk
Some nights of beers when there was no end in sight
And I preferred to walk because the bus was taking forever
It's not the clothes, it's the hanger, and if your mouth hooks me
I make you scream like a Boca fan in the stadium when Pipa scores
Pure nonsense in that pipe (ah)
Bad streaks, good ranches, girls and gut talks
At ease, with the crew, making toasts with Morgan
Last night I acted like I didn't hear you, beautiful
It's just that I already have a deal with her and before pulling another girl's hair
I prefer to grab it while she vomits, ha (eh)
Being myself is for a few
I keep going around stuck in a crazy show
I have a shot of vodka, a bullet, and a plan
If I scare you, you know it's not that much, girl (ah)
Being myself is for a few
I keep going around stuck in a crazy show
I have a shot of vodka, a bullet, and a plan
If I scare you, you know it's not that much, girl (ah)
I don't have the puzzle as complete as I make you seem
I changed 40% of the pieces for pleasure
Here they applaud you for saying that comments suck
But they criticize you when you're allowing yourself to be
All your actions under scrutiny
Just to find myself at 3 am writing to you again
Few around when the mistakes pile up
That's why the owner of the well ended up dying of thirst
Who has no goals always expects you to make mistakes
I like passionate people
Crazy, don't get involved, nothing happened here
Yours is a mask, a hunch told me
Today my heart swims in your test tube
But I've tried so many that don't expect me to promise anything
We're too old to trust dreams to the comet
But not for those two tits to not see our faces
Being myself is for a few
I keep going around stuck in a crazy show
I have a shot of vodka, a bullet, and a plan
If I scare you, you know it's not that much, girl (ah)
Being myself is for a few
I keep going around stuck in a crazy show
I have a shot of vodka, a bullet, and a plan
If I scare you, you know it's not that much, girl (ah)
It's not that much girl
You know it's not that much, girl
I have a shot of vodka, a bullet, and a plan
If I scare you, you know it's not that much, girl