Money Trees (feat. Jay Rock & Kendrick Lamar)

Uh, me and my niggas trying to get it, ya bish
 Hit the house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish
 Home invasion was persuasive
 From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish
 Dreams of living life like rappers do
 Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
 I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros
 Then Usher Raymond Let it Burn came on
 Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish
 Park the car then we start rhyming, ya bish
 The only thing we had to free our mind
 Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
 You looking like an easy come up, ya bish
 A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish
 And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
 Go at a reverend for the revenue
 It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
 Pick your poison, tell me what you doing?
 Everybody gon' respect the shooter
 But the one in front of the gun lives forever
 (The one in front of the gun lives forever)
 And I been hustling 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 fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel
 Nah, a dollar might say fuck 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 living life like rappers do
 Bump that new E-40 after school
 You know big balling with my homies
 Earl Stevens had us thinking rational
 Back to reality we poor, ya bish
 Another casualty at war, ya bish
 Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head
 He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish
 That Louis Burger never be the same
 A Louis belt will never ease that pain
 But I'ma purchase when that day is jerking
 Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirting
 Gang signs out the window, ya bish
 Hoping all of 'em offend you, ya bish
 They say your hood is a pot of gold
 And we gone crash it when nobody's home
 It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
 Pick your poison, tell me what you doing?
 Everybody gon' respect the shooter
 But the one in front of the gun lives forever
 (The one in front of the gun lives forever)
 And I been hustling 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 fuck your main bitch that's just how I feel
 Nah, a dollar might say fuck 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 hoes, 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 hoes, 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 the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
 Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling pistols popping
 Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
 My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him
 Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustling
 What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government
 Gotta provide for my daughter n'em, get the fuck up out my way, bish
 Got that drum and 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 ass
 From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking, blood
 Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs 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 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 doing?
 Everybody gon' respect the shooter
 But the one in front of the gun lives forever
 (The one in front of the gun lives forever)
 And I been hustling 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 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 motherfucker
 Shit, I'm tryna get my thing going too (girl, girl, I want your body)
 Just bring my car back, shit, he faded (I want your body)
 He feeling good, look, listen to him ('cause of that 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 tripping (girl, I want your body)
 Off them damn dominoes anymore ('cause of that big ol')
 Just bring the car back
 Did somebody say dominoes?