Loca

That I wasn't crazy
You talking to me about codes all day long
Capable of selling me for half a chicken of coke
Swearing that only my two hands touch you, only they touch you

That I wasn't crazy
You talking to me about codes all day long
Capable of selling me for half a chicken of coke
Swearing that only my two hands touch you, only they touch you

Why the hell does the duvet always end up bloody? (Yeah)
Why the hell didn't I realize the pattern was repeating?
Why the hell did I cling to life without a reason?
Bastard, balancing act on the balcony

I had the mindset, I gave you all my sexuality
So much of your storm and apart from reality
I set my eye on you and loyalty
On the verge of leaving even my city

Alone, I ate up your crisis
I could write a thesis on your malpractice
I could tell the world about all your damn movies
Your psychopathy is leading me to the Grammys

My life was a rally, and I stopped everything for you, I was always ready
Despite the crap my homies were talking
A toxic relationship lost in the money
Lost in the phone

And you trying to shut me up
Because you know I remember all the details
Praying to I don't know who so you don't fail me
I try to be bad but it doesn't work

When someone you love is worthless
The tears are inconsolable
And time is irrecoverable
And you think you're losing your mind

Even though I wasn't crazy
You talking to me about codes all day long
Capable of selling me for half a chicken of coke
Swearing that only my two hands touch you, only they touch you

That I wasn't crazy
You talking to me about codes all day long
Capable of selling me for half a chicken of coke
Swearing that only my two hands touch you, only they touch you

Only they touch you
Only they touch you
Only they touch you
Only they touch you