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Money Trees

Kendrick Lamar
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[00:22.30] Me and my niggas tryna git it, ya bish

[00:30.31] Hit the house lick, tell me is you wit' it, ya bish

[00:33.69] Home invasion was persuasive

[00:36.56] From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish

[00:40.06] Dreams of living life like rappers do

[00:43.83] Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool

[00:47.05] I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros

[00:50.29] Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on

[00:53.55] Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish

[00:56.54] Park the car then we start rhyming, ya bish

[01:00.55] The only thing we had to free our mind

[01:03.54] Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs

[01:07.05] You looking like an easy come up, ya bish

[01:10.05] A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish

[01:14.05] And that's a lifestyle that we never knew

[01:16.55] Go at a reverend for the revenue

[01:18.80] It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

[01:22.55] Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

[01:26.30] Everybody gon' respect the shooter

[01:28.80] But the one in front of the gun lives forever

[01:32.80] (The one in front of the gun, forever)

[01:36.30] And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

[01:39.80] Through canals and alleyways, just to say

[01:42.30] Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

[01:49.30] Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel

[01:53.55] Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel

[02:00.30] Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel

[02:07.05] Nah, a dollar might turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel

[02:13.04] Dreams of living life like rappers do

[02:17.29] Bump that new E-40 after school

[02:20.54] You know "Big Ballin' With My Homies"

[02:23.79] Earl Stevens had us thinking rational

[02:27.30] Back to reality, we poor, ya bish

[02:30.05] Another casualty of war, ya bish

[02:33.55] Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head

[02:36.80] He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish

[02:40.05] That Louis Burger never be the same

[02:43.80] A Louis belt will never ease that pain

[02:47.05] But I'mma purchase when that day is jerking

[02:50.30] Pull off at Church's with Pirellis skirting

[02:53.55] Gang signs out the window, ya bish

[02:56.80] Hoping all of them offend you, ya bish

[03:00.29] They say your hood is a pot of gold

[03:03.80] And we gon' crash it when nobody's home

[03:05.80] It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

[03:10.05] Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

[03:13.30] Everybody gon' respect the shooter

[03:15.55] But the one in front of the gun lives forever

[03:19.30] (The one in front of the gun, forever)

[03:22.79] And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

[03:26.29] Through canals and alleyways, just to say

[03:29.04] Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

[03:34.04] Nah, nah, a dollar might just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel

[03:40.54] Nah, a dollar might say fuck them niggas that you came with, that's just how I feel

[03:47.29] Nah, nah, a dollar might just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel

[03:54.05] Nah, a dollar might turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel

[03:59.56] Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!

[04:03.05] Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!

[04:06.30] Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!

[04:09.55] Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!

[04:12.80] Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!

[04:15.55] Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!

[04:19.54] Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!

[04:22.80] Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!

[04:26.04] Imagine Rock up in them projects

[04:28.04] Where them niggas pick your pockets

[04:29.55] Santa Claus don't miss them stockings

[04:31.55] Liquor spillin', pistols popping

[04:32.79] Baking soda YOLA whipping

[04:34.80] Ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving

[04:36.30] My homeboy just domed a nigga

[04:37.80] I just hope the Lord forgive him

[04:39.55] Pots with cocaine residue

[04:41.29] Every day I'm hustlin'

[04:42.80] What else is a thug to do

[04:44.30] When you eatin' cheese from the government?

[04:46.05] Gotta provide for my daughter n'em

[04:47.79] Get the fuck up out my way, bish

[04:49.54] Got that drum and I got them bands

[04:51.30] Just like a parade, bish

[04:53.05] Drop that work up in the bushes

[04:54.29] Hope them boys don't see my stash

[04:56.29] If they do, tell the truth

[04:57.54] This the last time you might see my ass

[04:59.55] From the gardens where the grass ain't cut

[05:01.79] Them serpents lurking, blood

[05:03.05] Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs

[05:05.54] But it's all good

[05:06.30] Broken promises, steal your watch and tell you what time it is

[05:09.29] Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a FootLocker is

[05:13.04] In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees

[05:16.55] Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree

[05:19.35] It go Halle Berry or hallelujah

[05:23.30] Pick your poison, tell me what you doing

[05:26.54] Everybody gon' respect the shooter

[05:29.30] But the one in front of the gun lives forever

[05:33.05] (The one in front of the gun, forever)

[05:36.30] And I been hustling all day, this-a-way, that-a-way

[05:39.79] Through canals and alleyways, just to say

[05:42.54] Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel

[05:47.29] K's Mom: Kendrick, just bring my car back man. I called in for another appointment. I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyways. Look, shit, shit, I just wanna get out the house man. This man, on one, he feeling good as a mother fucker. Shit, I'm trynna get my thing going too. Just bring my car back. Shit, he faded. He feeling good. Look, listen to him

[06:09.29] K's Dad: Girl, Girl, I want your body, I want your body, cause of that big ol' fat ass. Girl, Girl, I want your body, I want your body, cause of that big ol' fat ass

[06:20.54] K's Mom: See he high as hell, shit, and he ain't even tripping off them damn dominoes anymore. Just bring the car back

[06:25.55] K's Dad: Did somebody say dominoes?