Bills Paid, Legs Closed

Yeah...

Another one of these stories, man

Fellas, y'all know exactly what I'm talkin' 'bout

She come in smilin', talkin' all sweet

Next thing you know, your wallet empty and your bed cold

Listen up...

Met her at the spot, lookin' lost, said she need a ride home

Told me her ex wild, kicked her out, got nowhere to go

"I ain't like these other girls, baby, I'm real, I'm loyal"

Eyes flutterin', lips soft, had me straight hypnotized

Took her back that night, fed her, let her shower, washed her clothes

Two days later, bags at the door, "Can I crash till I get on my feet?"

Said "I love how you move, you the best I ever had"

Let her move in quick, thought I finally found one that's solid

First week was fire, head game crazy, pussy soaked

Then rent due, lights flickerin', she ain't put in a dime yet

Started with excuses, "I'm lookin', it's tough out here"

Now three months in, same couch, same phone, same tears

She tell me what I wanna hear just to keep that roof overhead

"I love you baby, you my world" — all that while layin' in my bed

But legs stay locked, no head, no sex, no nothin'

Just bills stackin' high and drama every day, straight sufferin'

No pussy, no peace, just fights and grief

Girl livin' rent-free, givin' me nothin' but grief

Tell me what I wanna hear, then flip when I ask for mine

Freeloader with a pretty face, playin' me the whole time

Wake up, she on her phone, scrollin', laughin', ain't cooked a thing

I come home dead tired from the grind, fridge bare, she don't do shit

Ask her 'bout a job, "You don't trust me? You think I'm lazy?"

Then fake tears flow, flip the script, now I'm the crazy

Try to touch her at night, hand on the thigh, she push it off

"I'm tired, headache, not in the mood" — every single night, no talk

Six months no pussy, blue balls achin', can't even bust

Jerk off in the shower rememberin' week one when she gave it up

Pay the rent, the lights, the Wi-Fi, groceries too

She complain 'bout the hair I bought, "This cheap, what you expect me to do?"

Friends say leave her, but she cry, "I'll change, I promise"

Pretty face, soft voice — I fall for that shit every time, honest

She tell me what I wanna hear just to keep that roof overhead

"I love you baby, you my world" — all that while layin' in my bed

But legs stay locked, no head, no sex, no nothin'

Just bills stackin' high and drama every day, straight sufferin'

No pussy, no peace, just fights and grief

Girl livin' rent-free, givin' me nothin' but grief

Tell me what I wanna hear, then flip when I ask for mine

Freeloader with a pretty face, playin' me the whole time

I'm losin' my mind, bank account drained dry

She postin' pics in the fits I bought, caption "Living my best life"

I say "When you gon' contribute? When we gon' fuck again?"

She roll eyes, "All you care 'bout is sex, you ain't even my friend"

Then storm out, slam door, roll back at 3 AM

Smellin' like weed and cologne, sayin' she was with her "friend"

I let it slide, 'cause I'm dumb, thinkin' she'll come around

But the truth hit hard when I finally broke it down

Checked her phone while she sleepin', heart poundin' loud

Messages blowin' up, dick pics, "When he gone, come through now"

Hold up... wait a minute...

This girl been playin' me from jump

I thought I was the only one sufferin'

Nah...

Scrolled back months, she been fuckin' the whole block raw

Side dude #1 at the motel, side dude #2 in his car

Texts sayin' "He pay everything, dumb fool don't even know"

"He beg for this pussy, I tell him no, then come ride your pole"

Videos in the chat, her on her knees, takin' it deep

Same mouth that say "I love you" swallowin' dick in his Jeep

She gettin' pounded out, screamin' names, creamin' all night

But with me? "Not tonight baby, I just don't feel right"

Girl gettin' nutted in, throat full, pussy wrecked

While I'm payin' rent stressed out, can't even get a peck

Now it all click — the late nights, the attitude, the lies

She usin' my spot as a crash pad while gettin' dick on the side

So I woke her ass up, threw every bag to the curb

"You got five minutes, take all your shit, you heard?"

She cryin', beggin', "It ain't what you think!" — same old song

I laughed, locked the door, changed the locks before dawn

Fellas, learn from my pain, don't let sweet talk blind

She tell you what you wanna hear — watch what she do behind

Bills paid, legs closed — to you, but wide open for the next

Freeloader with a secret life, leavin' you broke and vexed

Fuck that...