Chords for Kendrick Lamar- Money Trees (Good Kid m.A.A.d City)

_ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ [F#] _ _ _
[Em] Me and my niggas tryna get it, ya [F#m] bitch Get that house, they tell me it's you, get
it, [C] ya bitch Home invasion, what's [F#m] persuasive?
[Bm] From nine to five, I know it's faking, [Em] ya bitch
Dream to live that life like rappers [F#m] do [G] Back when condom rappers wasn't [C] cool
I fucked Shireen and went to tell [F#m] my [Bm] bros Then that Shireen and Let It Burn came [Em] on
Hot sauce all in, I talk rhymin', [F#m] ya bitch [G] Park the car, then we start rhymin', [C] ya [G] bitch
The only thing we had to free our [F#m] [Bm] mind Then freeze that verse when we see dollar [Em] signs
You lookin' like a Yeezy, come up, [F#m] ya bitch A [G] silver spoon, I know you come from, [C] ya bitch
And that's a lifestyle that we never [F#m] [Bm] knew Go at it reppin' for the revenue
You [Em] know, Halle Berry or Hallelujah [F#m] Pick your poison, [G] tell me what you do
[Em] Everybody go expect a shooter [F#m] But the one in front of [G] the gun lives forever
[Em] The one in front of the gun lives [F#m] forever
And I been hustlin' [G] all day, this a way, [Em] that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say Money trees is the perfect [G] place for shade
And that's just [Em] how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Hey dollar mo' just [G] fuck your main, bitch That's just [C] how I feel, nah
Hey dollar [F#m] mic, say [Bm] fuck them niggas that you came with
That's just [Em] how I feel, nah, nah
[F#m] Hey dollar mo' just make that lane switch That's just [C] how I feel, nah
Hey dollar [F#m] mic, turn [Bm] to a million and we all rich That's just [Em] how I feel
Dreams of livin' life like rappers [F#m] do [G] Bump that new E40 at the [C] school
You [G] know, big ballin' with my [F#m] [Bm] homies
Bro, Stevens had us thinkin' [Em] rational
Back to reality, we poor, [F#m] ya bitch Ain't nothin' casualty at war, [Em] ya bitch
Two [E] bullets in my uncle Tony [F#m] [Bm] head He said one day I'll be on tour, [Em] ya bitch
That Louis Burgers never be the [F#m] same A [Bm] Louis Bell that never ease that [E] pain
But I'ma purchase when that day [F#m] is jerkin' [G] Pull off at churches with Pirelli [Em] skirtin'
Gang signs out the window, [F#m] ya bitch [G] Hopin' all of them offend you, [Em] ya bitch
They say your hood is a pot [F#m] of gold And [G] we gon' crash it when [Em] nobody's home
I'm highly ferret or highly blue [F#m] Pick your boys [G] and tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter [F#m] But the one [Bm] in front of the gun lives forever
[Em] The one in front of the gun lives [F#m] forever
And I been [G] hustlin' all day, this a way, [C] that a way
Lookin' down [G] the alleyways just to say [F#m] Money [Bm] trees is the perfect place for shade
That's [Em] just how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Hey, dollar, make this [G] fuckin' main, bitch That's [C] just how I feel, nah
Hey, dollar, [F#m] make, say [Bm] fuck the niggas that you came with
That's [Em] just how I feel, nah, [F#m] nah
Hey, dollar, make, [G] just make that lane switch That's [C] just how I feel, nah
Hey, dollar, [F#m] make, [Bm] turn to a million and we all rich
[Em] Be the last one up, you get the stove No [F#m] way, grab one of your bucket, [G] head and hose
No [C] way, hit the streets, then we break the code
No [F#m] way, hit the brakes, then [Bm] they on patrol No [Em] way, be the last one up, you get the stove
No [F#m] way, grab one of your bucket, [G] head and hose No way, hit the streets, then we break the code
No [Bm] way, hit the brakes, then they on patrol No [Em] way, get the
I rock up in them projects with them niggas Pick [F#m] your pockets, stand the clause, don't miss [G] them
Stockings, liquor, spilling, [Em] pistols, popping Bacon soda, y'all are whipping
Ain't no turkey on [F#m] Thanksgiving My homeboy just [G] domed a nigga
I just hope the Lord [Em] forgive him Pops with cocaine [Em] residue
Every day I'm [F#m] hustling What else is a [Bm] thug to do when you eating cheese from the [Em] government
Gotta put five for my daughter, then get the fuck up out my [F#m] way, bitch
Got that drum and I got [Bm] them bands just like a parade, [Em] bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes Hope them boys don't see [F#m] my stache
If they do, tell the [G] truth, this the last time you might see [C] my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents [F#m] lurking, blah
Bitches selling [Bm] pussy, niggas selling drugs, but [Em] it's all good
Broken promises, still you're watching, tell you what [F#m] time it is
Take your J's and [G] tell you to kick it where a [Em] footlocker is
In the streets with a heater under my [F#m] dungarees
Dreams of [G] me getting shaded under a [Em] money tree
They call me Highland Barons or Highland Blues
[F#m] Pick your [G] buzz and tell me what you do
[C] Everybody don't respect the shooter
[F#m] But the [Bm] one in front of the gun lives [Em] forever
The one in front of the gun lives [F#m] forever
And I've been [G] hustling all day, piss [C] away, bat away
Looking [G] down the alleyways just to [F#m] say
Money trees is the [Bm] perfect place for shading
[B] That's just how I feel
Hey, [C] just bring my car back, man
I called in for another appointment
I figured you wanted me to [N] be back here on time anyway
Look, shit, shit, I just wanna get out the house, man
This man on one, he feeling good
And a motherfucker, shit, I'm trying to get my thing going too
He's going on another house, just bring my car back
Shit, he faded, he feeling good
Look, listen to him
I got a big old fat ass, _ _ yeah
I want your body, I want your body
Look at that big old fat ass, yeah
See, he has hair
[D] Shit, he ain't even tripping off them dominoes no more
Just bring the car back
Ain't somebody say