Money Trees chords

[VERSE 1]
Me and my n****s tryna get it, ya [G]bish
Hit the house lick: tell me, is you wit' it, ya [F]bish?
Home invasion was persua[G#]sive
From nine to five I know it's vacant, ya [F#]bish
Dreams of livin' life like rappers [G]do
Back when condom wrappers wasn't [F]cool
I fucked Sherane and went to tell my [G#]bros
Then Usher Raymond "Let It Burn" came [F#]on
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya [G]bish
Park the car, then we start rhymin', ya [F]bish
The only thing we had to free our [G#]mind
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar [F#]signs
You lookin' like a easy come-up, ya [G]bish
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya [F]bish
And that's a lifestyle that we never [G#]knew
Go at a reverend for the [F#]revenue

[HOOK]
It go [F#m]Halle Berry or halle[Fm]lujah
Pick your [Gm]poison, tell me what you [Em]doin'
Everybody [F#m]gon' respect the shooter [Fm]
But the one in front [Gm]of the gun lives forever[Em]
(The [F#m]one in front of the gun, for[Fm]ever)
[Gm]And I been hustlin' [Em]all day
[F#m]This-a-way, [Fm]that-a-way
[Gm]Through canals and alleyways, [Em]just to say
[F#m]Money trees is the perfect place for [Fm]shade
And [Gm]that's just how I feel, [Em]nah, nah
A [F#m]dollar might just fuck your main bitch[Fm]
[Gm]That's just how I feel, [Em]nah
A [F#m]dollar might say fuck them n****s that you [Fm]came with
[Gm]That's just how I feel, [Em]nah, nah
A [F#m]dollar might just make that [Fm]lane switch
[Gm]That's just how I feel,[Em] nah
A [F#m]dollar might turn to a million and we [Fm]all rich
[Gm]That's just how I feel

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

[HOOK]
It go [F#m]Halle Berry or halle[Fm]lujah
Pick your [Gm]poison, tell me what you [Em]doin'
Everybody [F#m]gon' respect the shooter [Fm]
But the one in front [Gm]of the gun lives forever[Em]
(The [F#m]one in front of the gun, for[Fm]ever)
[Gm]And I been hustlin' [Em]all day
[F#m]This-a-way, [Fm]that-a-way
[Gm]Through canals and alleyways, [Em]just to say
[F#m]Money trees is the perfect place for [Fm]shade
And [Gm]that's just how I feel, [Em]nah, nah
A [F#m]dollar might just fuck your main bitch[Fm]
[Gm]That's just how I feel, [Em]nah
A [F#m]dollar might say fuck them n****s that you [Fm]came with
[Gm]That's just how I feel, [Em]nah, nah
A [F#m]dollar might just make that [Fm]lane switch
[Gm]That's just how I feel,[Em] nah
A [F#m]dollar might turn to a million and we [Fm]all rich
[Gm]That's just how I feel

[BRIDGE]
[G]Be the last one out to get this dough? [F#]No way!
[G]Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? [F#]No way!
[G]Hit the streets, then we break the code? [F#]No way!
[G]Hit the brakes when they on patrol? [F#]No way!
[G]Be the last one out to get this dough? [F#]No way!
[G]Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? [F#]No way!
[G]Hit the streets, then we break the code? [F#]No way!
[G]Hit the brakes when they on patrol? [F#]No way!

[VERSE 3]
I[G]magine Rock up in them projects
[G]Where them n****s pick your pockets
[F]Santa Claus don't miss them stockings
[F]Liquors spillin', pistols poppin'
[G]Bakin' soda YOLA whippin'
[G]Ain't no turkey on Thanksgivin'
My [F]homeboy just dome'd a n****
[F]I just hope the Lord forgive him
[G]Pots with cocaine residue
[G]Every day I'm hustlin'
What [F]else is a thug to do
When you [F]eatin' cheese from the government?
Gotta [G]provide for my daughter n'em
Get the [G]fuck up out my way, bish
Got that [F]drum and I got them bands
[F]Just like a parade, bish
[G]Drop that work up in the bushes
[G]Hope them boys don't see my stash
[F]If they do, tell the truth
[F]This the last time you might see my ass
[G]From the gardens where the grass ain't cut
Them [G]serpents lurkin', Blood
[F]Bitches sellin' pussy, n****s sellin' drugs
But [F]it's all good
[G]Broken promises, steal your watch
And [G]tell you what time it is
[F]Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a FootLocker is
[G]In the streets with a heater under my Dungarees
[G]Dreams of me gettin' shaded under a money tree

[HOOK]
It go [F#m]Halle Berry or halle[Fm]lujah
Pick your [Gm]poison, tell me what you [Em]doin'
Everybody [F#m]gon' respect the shooter [Fm]
But the one in front [Gm]of the gun lives forever[Em]
(The [F#m]one in front of the gun, for[Fm]ever)
[Gm]And I been hustlin' [Em]all day
[F#m]This-a-way, [Fm]that-a-way
[Gm]Through canals and alleyways, [Em]just to say
[F#m]Money trees is the perfect place for [Fm]shade
And [Gm]that's just how I feel