Money Trees - Kendrick Lamar/Jay Rock

Lyrics by：Kendrick Lamar/D. Natche/Johnny McKinzie/V. Garance/A. Legrand/A. Scally

Composed by：Kendrick Lamar/D. Natche/Johnny McKinzie/V. Garance/A. Legrand/A. Scally

Produced by：Dahi

Uh me and my niggas tryna get it ya bish

Ya bish

Hit the house lick tell me is you with it

Ya bish ya bish

Home invasion was persuasive

Was persuasive was persuasive

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

Ya bish ya bish

Dreams of living life like rappers do

Like rappers do like rappers do

Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool

They wasn't cool they wasn't cool

I sherane then went to tell my bros

Tell my bros tell my bros

Then usher raymond let it burn came on

Let it burn came on let it burn came on

Hot sauce all in our top ramen ya bish

Ya bish

Parked the car then we start rhyming

Ya bish ya bish

The only thing we had to free our mind

Free our mind free our mind

Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs

See dollar signs see dollar signs

You looking like an 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 we never knew

Go at a reverend for the revenue

It go halle berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you do

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 now now

A dollar might just your main main

That's just how I feel now

A dollar might say them niggas that

You came with that's just how I feel now now

A dollar might just make that lane switch

That's just how I feel now

A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich

That's just how I feel

Dreams of living life like rappers do

Like rappers do like rappers do

Bump that new e-40 at the school

Way at the school way at the school

You know big ballin'

With my homies my homies

Earl stevens had us thinking rational

Thinking 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 my tony head

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

Ya bish

That louis burger never be the same

Won't be the same won't be the same

A louis belt'll never ease that pain

Won't ease that pain won't ease that pain

But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin'

That day is jerkin' day is jerkin'

Pull off at church's with pirelli's skirtin'

Pirelli's skirtin' pirelli's skirtin'

Gang signs out the window ya bish

Ya bish

Hoping all of 'em offend you ya bish

Ya bish

They say your hood is a pot of gold

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 do

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 now now

A dollar might just your main main

That's just how I feel now

A dollar might say them niggas that

You came with that's just how I feel now now

A dollar might just make that lane switch

That's just how I feel now

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 bucket-headed 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 bucket-headed no way

Hit the streets then we break the code no way

Hit the brakes when they on patrol no way

Imagine rock up in the projects

Where them pick your pockets

Santa claus don't miss them stockings

Liquor spilling pistols popping

Baking soda yola whipping

Ain't no turkey on thanks giving

My homeboy just

I just hope the Lord forgive him

Pots with residue

Everyday 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

Got that drum and got them bands

Just like a parade

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

From the gardens where

The grass ain't cut

Them serpents lurking blood

Just selling

Selling just but it's all good

Broken promises steal yo' watch

And tell you what time it is

Take your j's and tell you to

Kick it where a footlocker is

In the streets with a heater under my dungarees

Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree

It go halle berry or hallelujah

Pick your poison tell me what you do

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

I'm tryna get my thing goin' too

I'm going to marilyn house

Just bring my car back

He faded I want your body

He feelin' good

Look listen to him

'Cause you got a big ol' fat

Girl girl I want your body

I want your body

'Cause of that big ol' fat girl

See he high as hell

He ain't even trippin'

Off them damn dominoes no more

Just bring the car back

Did somebody say dominoes