Текст песни «Luke Christopher - Statues»


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Bitch, I dont love you either
I hope you hear it now when this shit come through the speakers
I hope that when you hear this youll be sitting nagging feelings with your girls
Telling them, no, he aint talking about me cause Im not
You got hot, Im lost, a nigga said Im slipping, got a hickey in New York
Last night got dizzy with a hippie in the park
She was with me, got a Chevy and she stuck it in my arm
Fuck her, dont love her, thats the advice
I know Im stressing, Julie said you smoked a pack in a night
And I aint talking, she just asked if I was alright
Said I was sleeping with some girls that make me hate my life
But fuck it, Ive been playing Nintendo again
And texting them girls sexual innuendoes again
Girl text me like, just put in the back, alright?
Like for sure, baby, it will be the best in your life
Im tripping, rock bottom in this bitch
Feeling prejudiced, see my color in this bitch
And if I get rich then Imma buy a Benz
Just ride by your crib with your best girlfriend
Now freedom isnt freedom unless your heart free, too
Bitches be relentless, girl, I see you
But aint no need to follow, bitch, Im hella hollow
Now leave me to my problems and my empty Henney bottle
Living in a den of tears
Rub the jinx for answers in the pages
Living in a den of tears
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
They made a statue of us
Bitch, I dont love you either
How you love Beyonc but never heard of Aaliyah
How you wanna sing but never heard of Regina
One too many niggas that you know who wanna be us
Tomorrow 21 guns, put a daisy in my gun
Try to pull the trigger, bullet headed to the sun
Headed to the village with a dancer and a drum
Wake up to the ceiling and my lower half numb
But Im home, boy, now Im working 9 to 5
Started taking a bus, you used to be my ride
Started sleeping with sluts cause I know you dont mind
Started dreaming of love cause one day itll be mine
Living in a den of tears
Rub the jinx for answers in the pages
Living in a den of tears
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
And its contagious, and its contagious
They made a statue of us