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BoyWithUke - Dear Hollywood - B - sides - Ig: John_Ezle - Lyrics by genius: [Verse 1] Hey, don't you hate those types of people That believe they're in a movie? And their movie needs a sequel? That the world revolves around the sound of their voice (Voice of the seagulls) Makes my psyche feel so tiny And my sanity go feeble But that's not me though I know I have an ego I know that I'm a jerk at times and hypocritical Don't mean to get political, but I know some ellipticals That have more functionality, a part of me just wants the gang to see [Pre-Chorus] I don't care who your husband is I don't carе how many girls you've kissed How many lives you'vе influenced You're just like everybody else I'm only ever in the hills Because the label pays my bills I'd rather be at home with monsters Than the city of angels [Chorus] I don't get bitches, I get money Got real friends who think I'm funny I don't smoke and I don't party at all I got coupons in my pockets and I rarely shop at Target I don't flex my seven figures at all I don't get— (Mm) [Verse 2] I've been sad for a day, so I guess that means I'm lame That's okay You can talk about how I should be ashamed No, it doesn't bother me, 'cause I'm a fucking prodigy And being cool means to be a fucking dumbass, logically Then sure, I guess you're cool Congrats, one of a kind I took one look at your face an, no, I can't say I'm surprised Your design and how you are left me speechless, it's bizarre How you can be this fucking stupid, yet, deserve to be as are (Woo!) [Pre-Chorus] I simply do not give a fuck You say I'm trash, bitch, I'm the truck You'd kiss my ass and hold my cup If you had found out who I was It's funny how some people change Soon as they recognize my face Their fits are fly, but heads are dense You're not that guy, bro, no offense [Chorus] (I-I-I—) I don't get bitches, I get money Got real friends who think I'm funny I don't smoke and I don't party at all I got coupons in my pockets and I rarely shop at Target I don't flex my seven figures at all I don't get— (Mm) [Outro] Whistling Woo! Woo! I don't get— (Mm) Woo! Woo! I don't get— #boywithuke #bsides #dearhollywood