Money Trees - Black Hippy/Jay Rock/Kendrick Lamar

Lyrics by：Victoria Garance Legrand/Kendrick Lamar/Johnny McKinzie/Dacoury Natche/Alex Scall

Composed by：Victoria Garance Legrand/Kendrick Lamar/Johnny McKinzie/Dacoury Natche/Alex Scall

Uh me and my niggas tryna get it ya bish

Ya bish

Hit the house lick tell me is you wit' it ya bish

Ya bish

Home invasion was persuasive

Was persuasive

From nine to five I know it's vacant ya bish

Ya bish

Dreams of livin' life like rappers do

Like rappers do

Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool

They wasn't cool

I ****** Sherane and went to tell my bros

Tell my bros

Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on

"Let Burn" came on

Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen ya bish

Ya bish

Park the car then we start rhymin' ya bish

Ya bish

The only thing we had to free our mind

Free our mind

Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs

See dollar signs

You lookin' like a easy come-up ya bish

Ya bish

A silver spoon I know you come from ya bish

Ya bish

And that's a lifestyle that we never knew

We never knew

Go at a reverend for the revenue

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doin'

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

The one in front of the gun forever

And I been hustlin' all-day

This-a-way that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade

And that's just how I feel

Nah nah

A dollar might just **** your main *****

That's just how I feel nah

A dollar might say **** them niggas that you came with

That's just how I feel nah nah

A dollar might just make that lane switch

That's just how I feel nah

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich

That's just how I feel

Dreams of livin' life like rappers do

Like rappers do

Bump that new E-40 after school

Way after school

You know "Big Ballin' With My Homies"

My homies

Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational

Thinkin' rational that's rational

Back to reality we poor ya bish

Ya bish

Another casualty at war ya bish

Ya bish

Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head

My Tony head

He said one day I'll be on tour ya bish

Ya bish

That Louis Burgers never be the same

Won't be the same

A Louis belt that never ease that pain

Won't ease that pain

But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin'

That day is jerkin'

Pull off at Church's with Pirellis skirtin'

Pirellis skirtin'

Gang signs out the window ya bish

Ya bish

Hopin' all of 'em offend you ya bish

Ya bish

They say your hood is a pot of gold

A pot of gold

And we gon' crash it when nobody's home

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doin'

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

The one in front of the gun forever

And I been hustlin' all-day

This-a-way that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade

And that's just how I feel

Nah nah

A dollar might just **** your main *****

That's just how I feel nah

A dollar might say **** them niggas that you came with

That's just how I feel nah nah

A dollar might just make that lane switch

That's just how I feel nah

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich

That's just how I feel

Be the last one out to get this dough

No way

Love one of you bucket headed h*es

No way

Hit the streets then we break the code

No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol

No way

Be the last one out to get this dough

No way

Love one of you bucket headed h*es

No way

Hit the streets then we break the code

No way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol

No way

'Magine Rock up in them projects where them niggas pick your pockets

Santa Claus don't miss them stockings liquors spillin' pistols poppin'

Bakin' soda YOLA whippin' ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin'

My homeboy just dome'd a nigga I just hope the Lord forgive him

Pots with c*****e residue every day I'm hustlin'

What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government

Gotta provide for my daughter n'em get the **** up out my way bish

Got that drum and I got them bands just like a parade bish

Drop that work up in the bushes hope them boys don't see my stash

If they do tell the truth this the last time you might see my a*s

From the gardens where the grass ain't cut them serpents lurkin' Blood

******* sellin' p***y niggas sellin' d**gs but it's all good

Broken promises steal your watch and tell you what time it is

Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Foot Locker is

In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees

Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree

It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you doin'

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

The one in front of the gun forever

And I been hustlin' all-day

This-a-way that-a-way

Through canals and alleyways just to say

Money trees is the perfect place for shade

And that's just how I feel

Kendrick just bring my car back man

I-I called in for another appointment

I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyway

Look **** **** I just wanna get out the house man

This man is on one

He feelin' good as a ma'******

**** I'm tryna get my thing goin' too

Just bring my car back

**** he faded

He feelin' good

Look listen to him

Got a big ol' fat a*s

Girl girl I want your body I want your body

'Cause you got a big ol' fat a*s

See he high as hell

**** and he ain't even trippin' off them dominoes no more

Just bring the car back

Did somebody say dominoes