Corazón Roto pt. 3 (feat. Brray, Chencho Corleone, Jhayco y Ryan Castro)

Kapital Music
How rich I ate you
You're with, but you know you're mine
I got on the remix because still

Thinking like crazy
That if it's not your body, I don't touch any other
What we had was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong
And I would like to go back, but I did so little
It's not convenient for me either
I prefer to die with a broken heart, brr
Thinking like crazy
That if it's not your body, I don't touch any other
What we had was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong
And I would like to go back, but I did so little
It's not convenient for me either
I prefer to die with a broken heart (Real to death, did you hear, baby?)

I always think of you when I roll and light a blunt
I remember your wet pussy on my balcony
My instinct told me that you were a mistake
Of all my decisions, you were the worst
I love you, but it's not convenient for me
You talk all that shit on social media
But you and your boyfriend know that I'm the guy
I know it's not the same when you come
You don't even cry, he doesn't have this pearl
I know you miss me and I miss you even though we don't talk
Everyone talks shit about you, but I come back and win you over
All your friends tell you I'm a devil
But you know me, I'm purer than a kilo of Pablo
Uah, oh-oh-oh-oh, woh-oh-oh-oh, woh-oh-oh-oh
I was looking at our photos
And thinking like crazy
I come back and lick those three broken, brr
Freak, we broke a picky
In the middle, go with me, miti-miti
Baby, don't keep playing with me
I'll put it in you like Curry in Golden State City

Thinking like crazy
That if it's not your body, I don't touch any other
What we had was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong
And I would like to go back, but I did so little
It's not convenient for me either
I prefer to die with a broken heart

My life is flooded and I get on the Jetsco
Even the papers, baby, I thank you for them
I know I deserve all these depressions
Because I'm always asking for much more than I offer
But without you, I fell in love with life
What goes up, always comes down, and if I lower it, laugh at my fall
They tell me they've seen you with new friends
Happier waiting in line, what a lie
And I graduated as an idiot without a cap and gown
Maybe you were always the goat and I the rope
In drugs, the powders fall like soda
I crave that ass, but I'm not in a paradox
Ma, change my broken heart for another
And tell your little friend that my photo doesn't suit her
Baby, if you didn't forgive before, but if I'm devoted
And with some richer pussy, I throw the blow

It's over, your time is up
Well, fuck it if this is worth nothing to you
You want to see me beg and that will never happen
I want you far away, I know you'll pay for it

Thinking like crazy
That if it's not your body, I don't touch any other
What we had was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong
And I would like to go back, but I did so little
It's not convenient for me either
I prefer to die with a broken heart

I think we fell into the routine
The cold froze our feelings
And if you feel lonely, I'm alone too
If your heart is broken, mine is too
And you call it pride, but baby, that's self-love
You're saying I have too many cats and I don't copy any of them, yeah
If we hung out at F, when I had nothing, no boss
If others talk shit about you, don't let them
I sang to you every day and even showed you my refs
But we haven't seen each other for months
I would like to go back, but that's not convenient for us
I who dreamed with you watching the kids grow
My heart wants to call you and my mind stops me
Even people laugh and see me as a meme

Baby, pay for the funeral, that
If it's not your ass, I don't want it
What the hell do I do now on February 14th?
You have me depressed, Canserbero
And the alcoholic mind, exotic moans
You made an OnlyFans and you're erotic
At night with a chronic migraine
You call me and I quickly arrive like Sonic
Chavo' in the fanny, but the heart empty
I see your photo and you always look tempting
Yes, you made your body and now you look racing
Did you learn English? Well, baby, you look amazing
When are you going to answer me?
Baby, if they arrest me one day, at least send me a postcard
Answer my voice messages
I dedicate a song by Prince Royce to you
Check your phone
You don't love me, that's the end point
I posted a couple of tweets, but not to manipulate
And I know a jerk has to care

But thinking like crazy
That if it's not your body, I don't touch any other
What we had was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong
And I would like to go back, but I did so little
It's not convenient for me either
I prefer to die with a broken heart

If we get more serious for the return
We do another version until—
How cool, SOG
Tuny D, Tuny D, ey
Brray