That CD in your place
That poster on your wall
That label on your face
But it dont bother you at all
You sold out for that tree
And Im playing here for free
Im playing here for free
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
That movement in your feet,
That swagger in your hips,
Ive seen this sh*t before,
Its when your music finally slips
You sold out for that tree
And Im playing here for free
Im playing here for free
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
Just a picture on my wall
Im not loving you at all
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
Just a picture on my wall
