Tree Lyrics – Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne

Read the full Tree lyrics by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne and Smino along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song.

[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