Octubre (part. Vinyltracker)

Baby, I’ll spin that playlist for you
I don’t want that girl who looks like Kylie anymore
And now she’s acting all lady-like
I had her in my room listening to Slim Shady

Baby, I’m not paying for those sharks
Some guy with a belt’s gonna step on them
I saved my last flowers and sacrificed them
Do you still think of me or have you forgotten?

A while back I was a mess
Always hitting the field looking for a tie
I think of you on the next serve
Hey, stay, don’t pack up

I’ve got the future in my pocket
I’ll rescue you at the Tuesday after-party
I kiss her and she has a meltdown
There’s no way to move forward

I keep burning another chocolate-flavored blunt in your honor
And now she doesn’t think of me on Fridays
She got pretty mad and the boys don’t sleep
You know my veins are boiling

If we don’t stop the car, it’ll get lost in the mud
She doesn’t usually hear my voice through the headphones
I cried a bit on her face and it put me in a bind
Bad for those fools I woke up

Shorty, I’m stepping out in your Nike SBs
And I looked for a sudden glance
She didn’t say much, but just by watching her pupils closely
I realized she’s got me

She put her ass on display
And the weekend’s all paid for, but I don’t have that girl
So I go back to being the same when the tour ends
I want to kill myself if they ask about her

I never wanted to name you and adrenaline got the best of me
I try to camouflage it because now a couple are revolting
So they don’t talk about us
I know they ask you the same and you say it’s all dead

Maybe not so literal, but not far from the concept
I’ve understood it’s for the best, though I don’t know if I deserve it
And I don’t give a damn about all the glow I paint on
I saved money for you and I blew it

Because of this, a couple of girls don’t want to see me
But it wasn’t even a thing, see you in Disney
Let them laugh, ma
Another verse under pressure with that chalky smell

Greed like a vice, even if it hides your touch
I keep rapping for love, no one sponsors me
I don’t have a dime in my pocket
I’m not rocking the trendiest gear or accessories on my torso

But I’ve got your bear shirt
Makes me all mushy every time I write you a message
Chicho picked me up in the Corsa
Cruising around the city to pick up a few things

If he got me sly, I’m always smoking without a charge
Only a couple of bodies know what I’m holding back
Check it out, we’ve already gone to hell
I’ll tell you in the studio so you can learn

Did you forget we broke a rule?
She doesn’t listen to me that often, but she always remembers
I had to learn to lose her
I had to learn to lose her

If you’re listening to this song, it’s because you’re on the ropes (ropes)

When everything feels the same, there’s nothing to lose, motherfucker
Dare to spill the shit you’ve got hidden deep down
Dude, do yourselves a favor

No more, no less
That’s how we wrap up 2021, Chichi
From José C Paz Morena
After this shit, I forgot you

Ha