Money Trees Letra |
Artista: Kendrick Lamar
Letra de canción de música |
Money Trees letra de Kendrick Lamar lyrics
feat. Jay Rock |
(Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar) |
Me and my niggas tryna get it, you bitch |
Hit this house lick tell me is you with it, you bitch |
Home invasion was persuasive |
From nine to five I know its vacant, you bitch |
Dreams of living life like rappers do |
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool |
I fucked Sherene then went to tell my bros |
Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on |
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bitch |
Parked the car and then we start rhyming, ya bitch |
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, you bitch |
A silver spoon I know you come from, you bitch |
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew |
Go at a reverend for the revenue |
(Hook) |
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 |
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 |
A dollar might, just fu*kyour main bitch that's just how I feel |
A dollar might, say fu*kthem niggas that you came with that's just how I feel |
A dollar might, just make that lane switch that's just how I feel |
A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich that's just how I feel |
(Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar) |
Dreams of living life like rappers do |
Bump that new E-40 at the school |
You know big ballin with my homies |
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational |
Back to reality we poor, you bitch |
Another casualty at war, you bitch |
Two bullets in my uncle tony head |
He said one day I'd be on tour, you bitch |
That Louie's Burger never be the same |
A louis belt will never ease that pain |
But I'mma purchase when that day is jerkin' |
Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' |
Gang signs out the window, you bitch |
Hoping all of em offend you, you bitch |
They say your hood is a pot of gold |
And we gone crash it when nobodies home |
(Hook) |
(Bridge x2: Anna Wise) |
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 |
(Verse 3: Jay Rock) |
Imagine 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 fu*kup out my way, bitch |
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch |
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 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 |
(Hook) |
(Outro) |
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