[Intro: William Bell & Quadeca] Everybody loves a winner-winner Yeah!
[Chorus: Quadeca] I swear, they only love me when I'm not there I know you trust me, but I don't care I swear, that I don't care I know you love me, but I don't care
[Verse 1: Quadeca] You know I was born up at the top floor, uh But I came out at a basement, uh Mom wanted me to be a doctor, uh But I came out as a patient, uh (Oh, oh) Now I get a thousand DMs every day I had a fan telling me that I saved him (For real) Saying that he loving everything I make And I couldn't take a single second out my day to make his (Uh) I'm just getting numb-er every time (Yeah) I see my numbers Every time I see the bottom, every time we see each other Every time (Yeah) I pop a bottle, every time I hit the lotto Every time I see tomorrow, I just really want another (Uh, uh) I'm just stuck between the gutter in the rain, and the pain that I'm feeling But it's something in the same kinda vein, that I'm healing (Yeah) from I wonder why I feel so little 'Cause I ain't been on the top, I think I'm somewhere in the middle, I swear- (Middle, yeah)
[Chorus: Quadeca & William Bell] I swear, they only love me when I'm not there (Everybody loves a winner-winner) I know you trust me, but I don't care (No) I swear, that I don't care I know you love me, but I don't- (Care)
[Verse 2: Quadeca & William Bell] So what? So what? So what? (What?) Hole in my soul (Yeah), that shit looking like a donut, yeah (Winner) You and me can laugh together But, I don't think that that's gonna' put it back together I've been living like I'm stuck under the covers I know this'll make 'em proud, but I know they gon' need another And another, and another, and another, and another Like I'm DJ Khaled with a motherfuckin' stutter, 'kay, yeah Today I woke up Grabbed my phone to check the 'gram, I started scrolling Got a message from a dude without a profile picture Shit was long as fuck, I thought that he was trollin' So I tried to swipe it out, but accidentally must of opened I said, "Fuck it, guess I'll read it now that's it already loaded" Had a sudden premonition, but it faded in the moment So I focused, started reading, lemme' try my best to quote it, as he wrote it, it said: "My homie was a huge fucking fan, used to play your shit every day He struggled with depression, and he told me that The music was the thing that always set him straight But I guess it must of gotten too much for him Killed himself a couple months back, it's felt so fucking long But it reminded me of him when you popped up on my page And I went and started listening to a couple songs, so... ...Keep doing you, bro" He followed up with a post from his friend, it was a screenshot of my track I- clicked the profile full of "R.I.P."s And the comments, shit, I couldn't even stomach looking at But all the sudden, in the instant, everything felt grimmer Read the name again, and realized it sounded familiar Clicked the DM, to see if he had talked to me before Saw this was the same kid I consciously ignored (Every-) A couple months ago
[Chorus: Quadeca & William Bell] I swear, they only love me when I'm not there ([?]!) (-body loves a winner-winner) I know you trust me, but I don't care ([?]!) I swear, that I don't care (No! [?]) I know you love me, but I don't care ([?]!)
[Outro: Quadeca] Apathy There's no reason to be mad at me That's just how it has to beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
