Money Trees chords and lyrics - KENDRICK LAMAR, JAY ROCK

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[Intro 1]
[Dm][Em][F]
[Bb][G][Am]
[Dm][Em][F]
[Bb][G][Am]

[Verse 1]
[Dm]Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it,
ya [Em]bish (ya bish)
Hit the house [F]lick: tell me, is you wit' it,
ya [Bb]bish? (ya bish)
Home invasion was persuasive
(was persu[G]asive)
From nine [Am]to five I know it's vacant, ya b[Dm]ish
(ya bish)
Dreams of livin' life like rappers do
(like [Em]rappers do)
Back [F]when condom wrappers wasn't cool
(they [Bb]wasn't cool)
I fucked Sherane and went to tell my bros
[G](tell my bros)
Then Ush[Am]er Raymond "Let It Burn" came on
("Let [Dm]Burn" came on)
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen,
ya [Em]bish (ya bish)
Park [F]the car, then we start rhymin',
ya [Bb]bish (ya bish)
The only thing we had to free our mind
[G](free our mind)
Then freeze [Am]that verse
when we see dollar signs
(see [Dm]dollar signs)
You lookin' like a easy come-up,
ya [Em]bish (ya bish)
A sil[F]ver spoon, I know you come from,
ya [Bb]bish (ya bish)
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
(we [G]never knew)
Go at [Am]a reverend for the revenue

[Chorus 1]
It go [Dm]Halle Berry or hallelujah
[Em]Pick your poison tell me w[F]hat you do
[Dm]Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the [Em]one in front of the [F]gun lives forever
[Dm](the one in front of the gun forever)
[Em]And I been hustlin' all [F]day,
this a way, that a [Dm]way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money [Em]trees is the perfect place for [F]shade
and that's just how I [Dm]feel (now, now)
[Em]A dollar might, just fuck your[F] main bitch,
that's just how I [Bb]feel (now)
A dollar [G]might, say fuck them niggas
that [Am]you came with
that's just how I [Dm]feel (now, now)
[Em]A dollar might, just make that[F] lane switch
that's just how I [Bb]feel (now)
A dollar [G]might, turn to a million
and [Am]we all rich that's just how I

[Verse 2]
[Dm](feel)
Dreams of living life like rappers do
(like [Em]rappers do)
Bump [F]that new E-40 after school
(way [Bb]after school)
You know big ballin' with my homies
(my [G]homies)
Earl Ste[Am]vens had us thinking rational
[Dm]Back to reality we poor, ya bish[Em] (ya bish)
Ano[F]ther casualty at war, ya [Bb]bish (ya bish)
Two bullets in my uncle Tony head
(my [G]Tony head)
He said [Am]one day I'd be on tour,
ya [Dm]bish (ya bish)
That Louis Burger never be the same
(won't [Em]be the same)
A lou[F]is belt will never ease that pain
(won't [Bb]ease that pain)
But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin'
[G]Pull off at [Am]Church's with Pirelli's skirtin'
[Dm]Gang signs out the window, ya bish[Em]
(ya bish)
Hop[F]ing all of 'em offend you, ya [Dm]bish
(ya bish)
They say your hood is a pot of gold
(a [Em]pot of gold)
And we [F]gone crash it when nobody's home

[Chorus 2]
It go [Dm]Halle Berry or hallelujah
[Em]Pick your poison tell me w[F]hat you do
[Bb]Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the [G]one in front of the [Am]gun lives forever
[Dm](the one in front of the gun forever)
[Em]And I been hustlin' all [F]day,
this a way, that a [Bb]way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money [G]trees is the perfect place [Am]for[F]
and that's just how I [Dm]feel (now, now)
[Em]A dollar might, just fuck your[F] main bitch,
that's just how I [Bb]feel (now)
A dollar [G]might, say fuck them niggas
that [Am]you came with
that's just how I [Dm]feel (now, now)
[Em]A dollar might, just make that[F] lane switch
that's just how I [Bb]feel (now)
A dollar [G]might, turn to a million
and [Am]we all rich that's just how I

[Bridge 1]
[Dm](feel) Be the last one out to get this dough?
No way
[Em]Love one of you bucket-[F]head hoes?
No way
[Bb]Hit the streets, then we break the code?
No way
[G]Hit the brakes, when they on [Am]pa trol? No way
[Dm]Be the last one out to get this dough?
No way
[Em]Love one of you bucket-[F]head hoes?
No way
[Bb]Hit the streets, then we break the code?
No way
[G]Hit the brakes, when they on [Am]pa trol? No way

[Verse 3]
I[Dm]magine Rock up in them projects
where them niggas pick your pockets
[Em]Santa Claus don't miss them stock[F]ings,
liquor spilling pistols popping
[Dm]Baking soda YOLA whipping,
ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
[Em]My homeboy just domed a nigga,
[F]I just hope the Lord forgive him
[Dm]Pots with cocaine residue,
everyday I'm hustlin'
[Em]What else is a thug to do [F]when you
eatin' cheese from the government?
Gotta [Dm]provide for my daughter 'n' 'em,
get the fuck up out my way, bitch
[Em]Got that drum and I got them bands
[F]just like a parade, bitch
[Dm]Drop that work up in the bushes,
hope them boys don't see my stash
[Em]If they do tell the truth,
this [F]the last time you might see my ass
[Bb]From the gardens where the grass ain't cut,
them serpents lurking blood
[G]Bitches selling pussy,
nig[Am]gas selling drugs but it's all good
[Dm]Broken promises, steal yo' watch
and tell you what time it is
[Em]Take your J's and tell you to [F]kick it
where a footlocker is
[Dm]In the streets with a heater
under my dungarees
[Em]Dreams of me getting shade[F]d
under a money tree

[Chorus 3]
It go [Dm]Halle Berry or hallelujah
[Em]Pick your poison tell me w[F]hat you do
[Bb]Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the [G]one in front of the [Am]gun lives forever
[Dm](the one in front of the gun forever)
[Em]And I been hustlin' all [F]day,
this a way, that a [Bb]way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money [G]trees is the perfect place [Am]for shade

[Outro 1]
and that's just how I feel
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 is on one,
he feelin' good as a motherfucker
Shit, I'm tryna get my thing goin', too
I'm going to Marilyn house,
just bring my car back
Shit, he faded
He feelin' good
Look, listen to him!
('cause you got a big ol' fat ass)
Girl, girl, I want your body,
I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass
See, he high as hell
Shit, he ain't even trippin' off
them damn dominoes no more
Just bring the car back!
Did somebody say dominoes