Chords for Kendrick Lamar - Money Trees (Lyrics) | that's just how i feel be the last one out to get this dough

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[Em] Me and my niggas tryna get it, [F#m] ya bitch Hit that [G] house, they tell me, is you hit
it, [Em] ya bitch [G] Home invasion was [F#m] persuasive
[Bm] From 9 to 5 I know it's faking, [Em] ya bitch Dreams of living life like rappers [F#m] do
[G] Back when condom rappers wasn't [C] [G] cool I fucked Sherane and went to tell [F#m] my bros
Then [Bm] that Sherane and Let It Burn came [Em] on I start sallin', I start 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] mind
Then [Bm] freeze that verse when we see dollar [Em] signs You lookin' like a easy come up, [F#m] ya
bitch A [G] silver spoon, I know you come from, ya
bitch And that's the lifestyle that we never [F#m] [Bm] knew
Go at a reppin' for the revenue
Hey [Em] yo, Halle Berry or Halle Lou [F#m] Pick your poison, [Bm] tell me what you do
[G] Everybody gon' respect the shooter [F#m] But the one in front of [Bm] the gun lives forever
[Em] _ _ _ [F#m] And I been hustlin' [Bm] all day, this the way, [Em] better way
Blue canals and alleyways just to stay [F#m] Money trees is the perfect [Bm] place for shadin'
That's just [Em] how I feel, yeah, [F#m] yeah A [G] dollar more just fuck your lane, bitch
That's just [C] how I feel, [G] yeah A dollar [F#m] might say [Bm] fuck a nigga's [G] bitch in
case you weak That's just [Em] how I feel, yeah, [F#m] yeah
A [G] dollar might just make that lane switch That's just how I feel, yeah
A dollar [Bm] might turn to a million and we on a bridge
That's just [Em] how I feel
Dream to live a life like rappers [F#m] do [G] Bump that new E40 at the [Em] school
You [G] know big ballin' with my [F#m] [Bm] homies Bro Stephens had us thinkin' [Em] rational
Back to reality we poor, [F#m] yeah, bitch Ain't [Bm] nothin' casualty at war, [C] yeah, bitch
Two [G] bullets in my uncle Tony [F#m] [Bm] head He said one day I'll be on tour, [Em] yeah, bitch
That Louisburgers never be the [D] same A Louis belt'll never ease that [G] pain
But I'ma purchase [F#m] when that day is jerkin' Pull [Bm] off at churches with Pirelli [Em] skirtin'
Gang signs out the window, [F#m] yeah, bitch [Bm] Hopin' all of them offend you, [G] yeah, bitch
They say your hood is a pot of [F#m] gold And [Bm] we gon' crash it when [G] nobody's home
It's called [Em] hollyberry or holly glue [F#m] Pick your poison, [G] tell me what you do
[C] Everybody go respect the [G] shooter [F#m] But the one [Bm] in front of the gun lives forever
[Em] The one in front of the gun
[F#m] And [G] I been hustlin' all day, this a way, [C] better way
[G] Do canals and alleyways just to stay [F#m] Money trees [Bm] is the perfect place for [G] shade
And that's just [Em] how I feel
Nah, [F#m] nah, ain't dollar much as [G] fuckin' main, bitch
That's just how I feel
Nah, ain't dollar [F#m] might say [Bm] fuckin' niggas bet you can't breathe
That's just [Em] how I feel
_ Nah, [F#m] nah, ain't dollar much as [G] makin' lane switch
That's [Em] just how I feel
[G] Nah, ain't dollar [F#m] might turn [Bm] to a million and we all [Em] glitch
That's just how I feel
Be the last one out to get the dough No [F#m] way, I wanna be fuckin' [G] head and hoes
No [C] way, it's the [G] streets and we break the code
[F#m] No way, it's the brakes when they [Bm] on patrol
No [Em] way, be the last one out to get the dough
No [F#m] way, I wanna be fuckin' [Bm] head and hoes
No [G] way, it's the streets and we break the code
No [F#m] way, it's the brakes when they [G] on patrol [Em] No way
Badger rock up in them projects with them niggas
Pick your [F#m] pockets, Santa Claus don't miss them [Bm] stockings
Niggas spillin' pistols, [Em] poppin' fake as soda
Y'all a whippin', ain't no turkey on [F#m] Thanksgiving
My homeboy just domed [Bm] a nigga, I just hope the Lord [Em] forgive him
Pops with cocaine residue, [F#m] everyday I'm hustlin'
What else is a thug to [Bm] do when you eatin' cheese from the [Em] government
Gotta provide for my daughter, them get the fuck up out my [F#m] way, bitch
Got that drum and I got them [Bm] bands, just like a parade, [Em] bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't cheat my [F#m] stash
If they do tell the [G] truth, this the last time you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurkin' [F#m] blood
[Bm] Bitches sellin' pussy, niggas sellin' drugs, but it's [Em] all good
Broken promises, still you're watchin', tell you what time [F#m] it is
Take your J's and tell [Bm] you to kick it, we're up for [Em] lockin'
In the streets with a heater under my [F#m] dungarees
Dreams of me [Bm] gettin' shaded under a money [Em] tree
Get your holly berry or holly blue
[F#m] Pick your poison, [G] tell me what you do
Everybody go inspect the shoe
[D] But the one [Bm] in front of the gun lives forever
[Em] It's the one in front of the gun, [F#m] forever
And I've been [G] hustlin' all day, it's a great better way
Lookin' down some alleyways just to say
[F#m] Money [Bm] trees is the perfect place to shade
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Yeah, I want your body
I want your body, cuz you got big old fat ass
Yeah, _ _ I want your body
I want your body
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