Mia (part. Gabito Ballesteros)

And I can't be closer or be so far away
I saw you in the story in some idiots' car
People told me you say you don't miss me
Your friends are bending over, giving you strange advice

Blocked on social media, and you changed at home too
You told my friends and parents shit about me
Even got a new tattoo to cover up my name
I let it slide, but not seeing you with another man

Yeah, I keep thinking, scheming things, for real
Since I don’t get it, I’m laughing through life
Yeah, I still think about you, wish I could talk to you
I’m not living badly, I’m handling my shit

I think back to the past and memories to dream of you
Once again, and another new car
Your idiot listening to lies, excuses
To get back in the game, I’m bringing another fire

And now, what do I care?
I don’t even think about you here in my sobriety
But yeah, I love you, to tell the truth
Of the lies I told, this isn’t the same

And molly, molly in the water, and I want another to forget you
Though, if I think about it, I want to take off your clothes
And give it to you until it’s day
With all the screams, the police will arrive, mine
You’re still mine, who would’ve thought?

I know they told you again that they saw me with whores
That I’m always acting crazy to not think about you
I flew you a private jet, we sponsored your life
How do you think I don’t love you if I take you everywhere?

The things we went through, I don’t want with others
Moments aren’t talked about when you wear my clothes
The gifts I got you, vacations in Europe
All the things you did to me in bed with your mouth

You make sure to tell people your lies
You created fake profiles, I know you watch me from them
I tried to fix everything, but you just throw me away
But what you don’t know is that I struck out your friends

We were twins, in clothes from Escobar and Joaquín
When we both fought, you give away what I gave you
Even if you throw a fit, you’re still my queen
You even know all my PINs from my three iPhones

The memories, I don’t erase, I’ll make them photographs
Passing by your house, I’ll make you mine again
If I see you with a dude, my Malilla comes out
I pull out short and long ones so they don’t laugh at me, and don’t laugh

Yeah
And don’t laugh, and don’t laugh
Fire

And now, what do I care?
I don’t even think about you here in my sobriety
But yeah, I love you, to tell the truth
Of the lies I told, this isn’t the same

Molly, molly in the water, and I want another to forget you
Though, if I think about it, I want to take off your clothes
And give it to you until it’s day
With all the screams, the police will arrive, mine
You’re still mine, who would’ve thought?

And molly, molly in the water, and I want another to forget you
Though, if I think about it, I want to take off your clothes
And give it to you until it’s day
With all the screams, the police will arrive, mine
You’re still mine, who would’ve thought?