Ugh
If you woke up broke you had no business going to sleep
Some rich ass niggas is all we ever wanna be
About to meet with my mans at RedCoat to have a drink
Conversations 'bout bitches and buying the winter, grabbing minks
I been broke
I been balling
Now nigga this Chapter 3
I chase money so you know all the pussy chase after me
Bitch keep telling us we fly, my baby don't you flatter me
Actually
Yes you do, now tell me bout this masterpiece
Ciroc with P Who stacking cheese
Rolling craps, and jacking cheese
Sagging Jeans, Mike and Mary
Have a seat, yo ice is blurry
Bitch I shoot like Mike and Curry
Pop yo ass a flight to Jerry
Talking shit like Tyson Fury
Getting money like for surely
Wonderful
I'm stacking for the summer though
You worried about a runner hoe
Versace set for underclothes
I'll take yours , bitch what you need my number for?
We planned a date and bread came up, so I spun the hoe
Look
See I done dropped some blue strips
And now she wanna have my child
Yea I'm Slicker then a bitch
Shoes imported by my stylist
She be all up on my dick cuz I'm the flyest
And then I let her know I made the beat now I'm all up in her spine
See I'm the greatest with this rhyming
I keep bitches on a timer
She can go and she can leave and they won't even see eachother
I be out in broad daylight with they mothers
When she see me with her best friend momma, she gone come and run and hug her
Look
Streets be what taught me
I can thank my nigga KID on god, Blud Lorde - That's my God
True be a dawg, on my momma he a god
We them niggas taking guns and weed with us abroad
See I got big dreams, open up your mouth and taste my passion
Tell me that you follow then I catch you bitches laughing
Break you like a window, Microsoft niggas stay lacking
Always checking niggas up just to keep my cash in
Check the reference bitch I'm getting money you should watch me
Run them numbers up stock exchange all in your profits
Make me coffee
Like it hot but not too dark please
Figure out the rest while I ponder off in these hundreds
T.R.U.E Jones always got a prime pack of pussy
Keep a laser for my haters and a taser for my groupies
I'm a scholar but I'm ruthless
I need knowledge from my tutors
Everyone's a different subject but I ended with a bullet
Popping like the back of the jalopy
I get sloppy when it's major hurricane
That girl pussy is a tsunami
I'm dynamic like the vision
Bitch I'm 4K with precision
F*ck yo bitch, then make her steak and make yo children do the dishes
And by the way I already f*cked yo bitch
I took her to eat Wagyu with codeine on her salmon
You niggas don't know how to serve a bitch knowledge
I pay my way to the top because I can afford to
Huey... Dunnit
Fellow Human & T.R.U.E - Chapter 3 (feat. HBK) Lyrics
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Ugh
If you woke up broke you had no business going to sleep
Some rich ass niggas is all we ever wanna be
About to meet with my mans at RedCoat to have a drink
Conversations 'bout bitches and buying the winter, grabbing minks
I been broke
I been balling
Now nigga this Chapter 3
I chase money so you know all the pussy chase after me
Bitch keep telling us we fly, my baby don't you flatter me
Actually
Yes you do, now tell me bout this masterpiece
Ciroc with P Who stacking cheese
Rolling craps, and jacking cheese
Sagging Jeans, Mike and Mary
Have a seat, yo ice is blurry
Bitch I shoot like Mike and Curry
Pop yo ass a flight to Jerry
Talking shit like Tyson Fury
Getting money like for surely
Wonderful
I'm stacking for the summer though
You worried about a runner hoe
Versace set for underclothes
I'll take yours , bitch what you need my number for?
We planned a date and bread came up, so I spun the hoe
Look
See I done dropped some blue strips
And now she wanna have my child
Yea I'm Slicker then a bitch
Shoes imported by my stylist
She be all up on my dick cuz I'm the flyest
And then I let her know I made the beat now I'm all up in her spine
See I'm the greatest with this rhyming
I keep bitches on a timer
She can go and she can leave and they won't even see eachother
I be out in broad daylight with they mothers
When she see me with her best friend momma, she gone come and run and hug her
Look
Streets be what taught me
I can thank my nigga KID on god, Blud Lorde - That's my God
True be a dawg, on my momma he a god
We them niggas taking guns and weed with us abroad
See I got big dreams, open up your mouth and taste my passion
Tell me that you follow then I catch you bitches laughing
Break you like a window, Microsoft niggas stay lacking
Always checking niggas up just to keep my cash in
Check the reference bitch I'm getting money you should watch me
Run them numbers up stock exchange all in your profits
Make me coffee
Like it hot but not too dark please
Figure out the rest while I ponder off in these hundreds
T.R.U.E Jones always got a prime pack of pussy
Keep a laser for my haters and a taser for my groupies
I'm a scholar but I'm ruthless
I need knowledge from my tutors
Everyone's a different subject but I ended with a bullet
Popping like the back of the jalopy
I get sloppy when it's major hurricane
That girl pussy is a tsunami
I'm dynamic like the vision
Bitch I'm 4K with precision
F*ck yo bitch, then make her steak and make yo children do the dishes
And by the way I already f*cked yo bitch
I took her to eat Wagyu with codeine on her salmon
You niggas don't know how to serve a bitch knowledge
I pay my way to the top because I can afford to
Huey... Dunnit
If you woke up broke you had no business going to sleep
Some rich ass niggas is all we ever wanna be
About to meet with my mans at RedCoat to have a drink
Conversations 'bout bitches and buying the winter, grabbing minks
I been broke
I been balling
Now nigga this Chapter 3
I chase money so you know all the pussy chase after me
Bitch keep telling us we fly, my baby don't you flatter me
Actually
Yes you do, now tell me bout this masterpiece
Ciroc with P Who stacking cheese
Rolling craps, and jacking cheese
Sagging Jeans, Mike and Mary
Have a seat, yo ice is blurry
Bitch I shoot like Mike and Curry
Pop yo ass a flight to Jerry
Talking shit like Tyson Fury
Getting money like for surely
Wonderful
I'm stacking for the summer though
You worried about a runner hoe
Versace set for underclothes
I'll take yours , bitch what you need my number for?
We planned a date and bread came up, so I spun the hoe
Look
See I done dropped some blue strips
And now she wanna have my child
Yea I'm Slicker then a bitch
Shoes imported by my stylist
She be all up on my dick cuz I'm the flyest
And then I let her know I made the beat now I'm all up in her spine
See I'm the greatest with this rhyming
I keep bitches on a timer
She can go and she can leave and they won't even see eachother
I be out in broad daylight with they mothers
When she see me with her best friend momma, she gone come and run and hug her
Look
Streets be what taught me
I can thank my nigga KID on god, Blud Lorde - That's my God
True be a dawg, on my momma he a god
We them niggas taking guns and weed with us abroad
See I got big dreams, open up your mouth and taste my passion
Tell me that you follow then I catch you bitches laughing
Break you like a window, Microsoft niggas stay lacking
Always checking niggas up just to keep my cash in
Check the reference bitch I'm getting money you should watch me
Run them numbers up stock exchange all in your profits
Make me coffee
Like it hot but not too dark please
Figure out the rest while I ponder off in these hundreds
T.R.U.E Jones always got a prime pack of pussy
Keep a laser for my haters and a taser for my groupies
I'm a scholar but I'm ruthless
I need knowledge from my tutors
Everyone's a different subject but I ended with a bullet
Popping like the back of the jalopy
I get sloppy when it's major hurricane
That girl pussy is a tsunami
I'm dynamic like the vision
Bitch I'm 4K with precision
F*ck yo bitch, then make her steak and make yo children do the dishes
And by the way I already f*cked yo bitch
I took her to eat Wagyu with codeine on her salmon
You niggas don't know how to serve a bitch knowledge
I pay my way to the top because I can afford to
Huey... Dunnit
Writer: DeArris Jones, Delon Person, Patrick Cooper
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Fellow Human & T.R.U.E
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: DeArris Jones, Delon Person, Patrick Cooper