A Hublot Re (Present)
Over time, I got used to the ecstasy
Chrome need more tabs to stimulate me
I just made another rack, that's stimulating
We in the simulator, I can do anything
For now, I'm gonna count this paper
Need a real woman, I don't need another caker
Get to know you first, I'll have the pleasure later
It doesn't help when I find another screw loose
Dancing everywhere, romantic, and I'm truthful
Truthfully, you're not meant for me
I need to tell you before you tell me
(I hate it more now)
This money not my treasure, my art doing better
My money getting better
I know you see it, see it, see my fettuccine, cheddar
My value of myself worth more than any pleasure
I'm not a product of anything, I'm doing bigger
I'm really 'bout that action, call me Arnold Schwarzenigga
I know you fucking see it
Pump the fucking brake, yo, you need to hurry, bleed 'em
Yeah, I'm Michael Jackson, he, he
Counting blue faces, you know I need to bleed 'em
Anything I'm setting out to do, I achieve it
I'm like the orange ninja from the village, gotta believe it
Stop hating online, get a check, I know you need it
Stop looking for (at) me, kid, you need to find Jesus
Tell me when that lil' check coming, then I read it
Been in love like three times, 'cause the feeling wasn't heeded (too late to-)
Come back to tear me down
Too late to lay me down
Chrome need more tabs to stimulate me
I just made another rack, that's stimulating
We in the simulator, I can do anything
For now, I'm gonna count this paper
Need a real woman, I don't need another caker
Get to know you first, I'll have the pleasure later
It doesn't help when I find another screw loose
Dancing everywhere, romantic, and I'm truthful
Truthfully, you're not meant for me
I need to tell you before you tell me
(I hate it more now)
This money not my treasure, my art doing better
My money getting better
I know you see it, see it, see my fettuccine, cheddar
My value of myself worth more than any pleasure
I'm not a product of anything, I'm doing bigger
I'm really 'bout that action, call me Arnold Schwarzenigga
I know you fucking see it
Pump the fucking brake, yo, you need to hurry, bleed 'em
Yeah, I'm Michael Jackson, he, he
Counting blue faces, you know I need to bleed 'em
Anything I'm setting out to do, I achieve it
I'm like the orange ninja from the village, gotta believe it
Stop hating online, get a check, I know you need it
Stop looking for (at) me, kid, you need to find Jesus
Tell me when that lil' check coming, then I read it
Been in love like three times, 'cause the feeling wasn't heeded (too late to-)
Come back to tear me down
Too late to lay me down
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Writer(s): Deven Richard Knight
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