7 Dias (part. Gabito Ballesteros)

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It's been seven days and it hits hard that you're gone
That you won't come back, and fuck it in the end
It's just me and this damn anxiety
This damn anxiety

Thirty missed calls and a: Where you at?
How am I supposed to explain that I got lost in craziness
The girls, the homies, just to kill this anxiety?
Damn anxiety

Tell me what’s up
If you, in the end, don’t even know what you want
To forget you, I’ve been with other girls
I don’t mind spending the cash, just keeping it real

Tell me what’s up
If we promised a love forever
Don’t act like you don’t care
'Cause in those eyes, it shows you still care
You get me?
You get me?

Hahaha
But, do you get it or not?
Tito Double P, oh!
Ayo
This is how your buddy Gabito sounds, old school
Oh, little one
It's your buddy Tito
Uh!

It's been seven days and now I accept that you're gone
That I'm gonna forget you and the booze tastes bad
I swore for my own good that I won’t look at you again
I won’t look at you again

Tell me what’s up
If you, in the end, don’t even know what you want
To forget you, I’ve been with other girls
I don’t mind spending the cash, just keeping it real

You don’t even get yourself
Where did that love go that was supposed to last?
Don’t act like you don’t care
'Cause in those eyes, it shows you do care, understand?
Understand?