Money Trees chords by Kendrick Lamar

Chords:
  Em F#m Gmaj7 Cmaj7 F#m/B Gmaj7/B
e|-7--5---7-----------5------------------------------------------------------|
B|-8--7---7----8------7-----7------------------------------------------------|
G|-9--6---7----9------6-----7------------------------------------------------|
D|-9--4---5----9------x-----5------------------------------------------------|
A|-7-----------x------x-----x------------------------------------------------|
E|-------------8------7-----7------------------------------------------------|

Em                                F#m
Me and my n****s tryna get it, ya bish
                    Gmaj7                             Cmaj7
Hit the house lick: tell me, is you wit' it, ya bish?
                             F#m/B
Home invasion was persuasive
             Gmaj7/B                           Em
From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya bish
                                     F#m
Dreams of livin' life like rappers do
          Gmaj7                        Cmaj7
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool
                                         F#m/B
I f**ked Sherane and went to tell my bros
           Gmaj7/B                       Em
Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came on
                                   F#m
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish
       Gmaj7                              Cmaj7
Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya bish
                                       F#m/B
The only thing we had to free our mind
                  Gmaj7/B                        Em
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs
                                    F#m
You lookin' like a easy come-up, ya bish
          Gmaj7                               Cmaj7
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish
                                          F#m/B
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew
        Gmaj7/B
Go at a reverend for the revenue

Hook:
      Em                       F#m
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
                          Gmaj7
Pick your poison, tell me what you doin'
Cmaj7
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
        F#m/B                   Gmaj7/B
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
Em                           F#m
(The one in front of the gun, forever)
                        Gmaj7
And I been hustlin' all day
                       Cmaj7
This-a-way, that-a-way
                            F#m/B
Through can*ls and alleyways, just to say
                                     Gmaj7/B
Money trees is the perfect place for shade
                      Em
And that's just how I feel, nah, nah
  F#m                         Gmaj7
A dollar might just f**k your main b**ch
                  Cmaj7
That's just how I feel, nah
               F#m/B                         Gmaj7/B
A dollar might say f**k them n****s that you came with
                  Em
That's just how I feel, nah, nah
F#m                           Gmaj7/B
A dollar might just make that lane switch
                  Cmaj7
That's just how I feel, nah
             F#m/B                       Gmaj7/B
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich
                       Em
That's just how I feel

Verse 2:
                                      F#m
Dreams of livin' life like rappers do
          Gmaj7                 Cmaj7
Bump that new E-40 after school
                                        F#m/B
You know, œBig Ballin' With My Homies
             Gmaj7/B                   Em
Earl Stevens had us thinkin' rational
                             F#m
Back to reality, we poor, ya bish
        Gmaj7                     Cmaj7
Another casualty of war, ya bish
                                  F#m/B
Two bullets in my Uncle Tony head
            Gmaj7/B                      Em
He said one day I'll be on tour, ya bish
                                   F#m
That Louis Burger never be the same
         Gmaj7                         Cmaj7
A Louis belt will never ease that pain
                                     F#m/B
But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin'
            Gmaj7/B                         Em
Pull off at Church's, with Pirellis skirtin'
                              F#m
Gang signs out the window, ya bish
        Gmaj7                         Cmaj7
Hopin' all of 'em offend you, ya bish
                               F#m/B
They say your hood is a pot of gold
            Gmaj7/B                      Em
And we gon' crash it when nobody's home

Hook:
      Em                       F#m
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
                          Gmaj7
Pick your poison, tell me what you doin'
Cmaj7
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
        F#m/B                   Gmaj7/B
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
Em                           F#m
(The one in front of the gun, forever)
                        Gmaj7
And I been hustlin' all day
                       Cmaj7
This-a-way, that-a-way
                            F#m/B
Through can*ls and alleyways, just to say
                                     Gmaj7/B
Money trees is the perfect place for shade
                      Em
And that's just how I feel, nah, nah
  F#m                         Gmaj7
A dollar might just f**k your main b**ch
                  Cmaj7
That's just how I feel, nah
               F#m/B                         Gmaj7/B
A dollar might say f**k them n****s that you came with
                  Em
That's just how I feel, nah, nah
F#m                           Gmaj7/B
A dollar might just make that lane switch
                  Cmaj7
That's just how I feel, nah
             F#m/B                       Gmaj7/B
A dollar might turn to a million and we all rich
                       Em
That's just how I feel

Bridge:

Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!
F#m                             Gmaj7
Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!
Cmaj7
Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!
F#m/B                            Gma7/B
Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!
Em
Be the last one out to get this dough? No way!
F#m                             Gmaj7
Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way!
Cmaj7
Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way!
F#m/B                            Gmaj7
Hit the brakes when they on patrol? No way!

Verse 3:
 Em
Imagine Rock up in them projects

Where them n****s pick your pockets
F#m
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings
Gmaj7
Liquors spillin', pistols poppin'
Cmaj7
Bakin' soda YOLA whippin'

Ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin'
F#m/B
My homeboy just dome'd a n****
Gmaj7/B
I just hope the Lord forgive him
Em
Pots with cocaine residue

Every day I'm hustlin'
F#m
What else is a thug to do
Gmaj7
When you eatin' cheese from the government?
      Cmaj7
Gotta provide for my daughter n'em

Get the f**k up out my way, bish
F#m/B
Got that drum and I got them bands
Gmaj7/B
Just like a parade, bish
Em
Drop that work up in the bushes

Hope them boys don't see my stash
F#m
If they do, tell the truth
Gmaj7
This the last time you might see my ass
Cmaj7
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut

Them serpents lurkin', Blood
F#m/B                          Gmaj7/B
b**ches sellin' pussy, n****s sellin' drugs

But it's all good
Em
Broken promises, steal your watch

And tell you what time it is
F#m                           Gmaj7                         Cmaj7
Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a FootLocker is

In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees
F#m/B                Gmaj7/B
Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree

Hook:
      Em                       F#m
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
                          Gmaj7
Pick your poison, tell me what you doin'
Cmaj7
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
        F#m/B                   Gmaj7/B
But the one in front of the gun lives forever
Em                           F#m
(The one in front of the gun, forever)
                        Gmaj7
And I been hustlin' all day
                       Cmaj7
This-a-way, that-a-way
                            F#m/B
Through can*ls and alleyways, just to say
                                     Gmaj7/B
Money trees is the perfect place for shade
    N.C.
And that's just how I feel