“Tree” Lyrics by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino is a latest English song in the voices of Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino. Its music too is composed by singer while brand new “Tree” song lyrics are also written by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino. This is a popular song among the people of United States of America. “Tree” by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, and Smino is a chill, reflective song that blends weed culture with personal stories and social commentary. The artists talk about their moms working hard, growing up around mar!juana, and how it’s always been a comfort in tough times. They touch on racism, the struggles of the system, and how even legalized weed can be a trap. It’s raw, honest, and full of personality.
Tree Lyrics
[Intro: Chance The Rapper]
Ack
Uh, uh
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
My momma used to always keep a lil’ bit of drove
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
I know life will have it’s issues, there would never be
A problem with the weed
She told me “Son, don’t worry, don’t you have no shame”
There gonna be frustration in this white man’s game
And they’re gonna have us tied up once it’s legalized
Because it is a tree (Ooh, yup)
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
My momma had to work (Ack)
My momma had to burn (Two kids)
My momma drove to church and ironed shirts and kept us smart
And I think my momma must’ve worked at saltine at the factor’, why?
She came home crying, said she tired of these crackers (Ack)
I roll up for pretty girls that’s on their grind, getting paid
I roll up for women who like (??) crystal staircase
And I roll up for any my n!ggas that’s stuck in that dam
Torn from their family, hustling grams
We love you, we smoking on big Uncle Sam
Dispensary weed is a government scam
My cousin my weed man, the plug is my man’s
My whole life look like I been rubbing on lamp
The blunt like I rolled up a rug in my hand
Stop, look, duck in my hand (Hm)
If it ain’t a buck in my hand
Fist full of bullets, I’m flipping a bird, it’s a plane, it’s a don’t-give-a-fu*k in my hand
If we roll up, we flame up (Huh)
Yes, we flame up
If we pull up, ain’t no change up
Don’t play with our money, it’s dangerous
Ain’t no more sharecropping, that’s for my momma, I promise I’m fu*king the game up
This for my ladies that’s making it happen, you ready? I’m ready to flame up
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
My momma used to always keep a lil’ bit of drove
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
I know life will have it’s issues, there would never be
A problem with the weed
She told me “Son, don’t worry, don’t you have no shame”
There gonna be frustration in this white man’s game
And they’re gonna have us tied up once it’s legalized
Because it is a tree
[Bridge: Smino]
Like my girls like weed, homegrown
Intricate stone, (??)
All the (??), gone
Fu*k it, get the stone
Crack a smile
(Ee) Intricate stone
(Ee) Intricate stone
(Ee) Intricate stone
(Ee) Intricate stone
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uh, my momma had to work, yeah, my step-daddy had to work
Don’t expect me to pass the purp’, ’cause past the (??) ain’t at this (??)
So God forgive me, God forgive me, holy smokes like religion
I be smoking like an engine, can’t play poker like syringes
Blow a pound like I’m Jenny Craig, I’m cold as winter (??)
When me and Chance smoking them plants, we turn into Bill and Ted
All my weed be strictly reds, my blunt be thick as legs
Yellow percocets, white percocets, look like (??)
Smoke a blunt for Chi’raq, catch a contact
I don’t know where my eyes at, they on her thigh tat
I’m sorry, I got side-tracked, but I’ma hit you with a side bar
You could pull up in a fly car, I’ma pull off in a flying car
That’s cap if they say we cap, I crack (??) they knee-caps
And Chance gave me a three cap, to cover up all these naps
A dreadlock rasta, bandana red like pasta
I steal a n!gga b!tch, like a Mazda
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper with Lil Wayne]
My momma used to always keep a lil’ bit of drove
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
I know life will have it’s issues, there would never be
A problem with the weed
She told me “Son, don’t worry, don’t you have no shame”
There gonna be frustration in this white man’s game
And they’re gonna have us tied up once it’s legalized
Because it is a tree
[Outro: Smino]
Like my girls like weed, homegrown
Intricate stone, (??)
All the (??), gone
Fu*k it, get the stone
Crack a smile
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Tree Lyrics Meaning
[Intro: Chance The Rapper]
Just background sounds to set the vibe.
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
Chance is looking back at how his mom used to keep a bit of weed at home and light incense while doing everyday things like folding clothes. It gave their home a peaceful vibe despite life’s ups and downs. She taught him not to be ashamed, even when the world gets frustrating, especially being Black in a system built against them. And even though weed might become legal, it’ll still be used to trap people like them. It’s not just a plant—it’s part of a bigger story.
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Chance talks about his mom’s hustle—raising kids, working hard, staying faithful, and keeping the house in order. She worked a tiring job, probably in a factory, and would come home drained, dealing with racism and disrespect. He smokes in honor of women who are out here grinding, building dreams, and for his people who got caught up in the streets, trying to survive by selling drügs. He throws shade at the legal weed industry, calling it a scam, and says his cousin and his own people are the real plug. Life’s been rough, but he’s still shining like he’s got magic. He compares a blunt to a rolled-up rug—it’s big and part of his everyday. He’s ready for anything, whether it’s money, trouble, or just lighting up. There’s anger in how the system treats people like him, and he’s not here to play games anymore. No more being used like his ancestors were in sharecropping days. He wants to change the game and uplift women who are making moves too. It’s a mix of protest, pride, and passion. He’s fully lit, mentally and literally.
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
This part repeats the same vibe—Chance remembering his mom keeping things calm and spiritual with weed and incense, reminding him not to feel shame, and recognizing how tough the world is, especially under a system that’s stacked against them. Even with legalization, he sees it as a setup, not freedom.
[Bridge: Smino]
Smino compares the kind of women he likes to good weed—natural, homegrown, and complex like a fine gem. The rest is trippy and abstract, almost like he’s in a high state, smiling through the haze and just vibing out with the music and his thoughts.
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Wayne starts by saying both his mom and stepdad worked hard, so he grew up around struggle too. He’s not passing the blunt because he’s holding on to his own escape. He asks for forgiveness, admitting he smokes heavily—almost like it’s his religion. He jokes that he smokes so much it’s like burning calories, and when he smokes with Chance, it feels like a trippy adventure. He talks about his weed preferences and name-drops prescription pills too. Then he gets distracted by a girl’s tattoo, showing how weed can mess with focus. He snaps back to talking about flashy lifestyles, making fun of people who lie or “cap,” and says he’ll break their legs if they do. Chance gave him a hat (a “three cap”) to cover his naps—meaning messy hair, tying into his dreadlocks and rough look. He ends with a confident flex, saying he’s bold, flashy, and even steals girls, comparing himself to a fast car.
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper with Lil Wayne]
Chance and Wayne echo the same chorus again. It brings the focus back to Chance’s upbringing—his mom, the calming ritual of incense and weed, and her advice to not feel ashamed in a system that’s meant to hold them down. Even legalization doesn’t mean freedom if it’s used to control.
[Outro: Smino]
Smino wraps up by repeating his chill, poetic style. He’s still talking about liking women who are natural and unique like good weed. The rest feels dreamy and a little mysterious, almost like he’s smiling and fading into the smoke.
FAQs
Q. Who has sung Tree song?
A. Tree song is sung by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino.
Q. Who wrote Tree lyrics?
A. Tree lyrics are penned by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino.
Q. Who has given the music of Tree song?
A. Tree music is composed and produced by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne, Smino.
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