Money Trees album art

Money Trees

by Kendrick Lamar

Summary

"Money Trees" by Kendrick Lamar dives into the struggle of chasing dreams in a tough environment. It contrasts the allure of wealth with the harsh realities of life in the streets.

Full Analysis

The song paints a vivid picture of Kendrick's upbringing and the dreams he has about escaping poverty. He talks about the hustle, the friendships, and the choices that come with trying to survive. There's a constant push and pull between wanting to succeed and the dangers that come with that lifestyle. Kendrick doesn't shy away from showing how money can change people and relationships, bringing both freedom and conflict.

Verse 1

Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Hit the house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Home invasion was persuasive (was persuasive, was persuasive)
From nine to five I know its vacant, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)

In this opening verse, Kendrick sets the stage for a life filled with ambition and crime. He talks about his crew trying to make money through questionable means. The phrase "home invasion was persuasive" highlights how desperate they are to escape their circumstances. It shows a sense of urgency and a need to seize opportunities, no matter how risky they are.

Chorus

Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (they wasn't cool, they wasn't cool)
I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros (tell my bros, tell my bros)

The chorus emphasizes the dream of living a lavish life, like the rappers they admire. Kendrick reminisces about a simpler time, where the struggles of youth were different. It captures a sense of nostalgia mixed with the desire for more, showing the contrast between youthful innocence and the harsh reality of adulthood.

Verse 2

Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on ("Let it Burn" came on, "Let it Burn" came on)
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Parked the car then we start rhyming, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
The only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind, free our mind)

In this verse, Kendrick brings in pop culture references to ground his story. Usher's song represents a moment of escape and enjoyment amidst their struggles. The mention of "hot sauce all in our Top Ramen" adds a personal touch, showing their humble lifestyle. Music becomes their outlet and a way to express themselves. It’s a moment of freedom in their otherwise tough lives.

Chorus

Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs, see dollar signs)
You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)

Here, Kendrick reflects on the allure of money and how it can change relationships. He acknowledges that some people come from privilege while others hustle hard for their dreams. The repetition of "dollar signs" emphasizes how money can cloud judgment and shift loyalties, hinting at the dangers that come with chasing wealth.

Verse 3

And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (we never knew, we never knew)
Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you do

In this section, Kendrick illustrates the tough choices they face in pursuit of money. He mentions a "lifestyle we never knew," indicating how far removed they are from wealth. The "Halle Berry or hallelujah" line cleverly contrasts the allure of fame and fortune with moral choices. It speaks to the duality in their lives, do they chase riches or stay true to their values?

Chorus

Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way

This chorus reflects on the consequences of violence and crime. Everyone respects the shooter, but Kendrick reminds us that the one who gets shot lives on in memory. It's a stark reminder of the real-life stakes involved in their lifestyle. The hustle is relentless, and the urgency in his voice captures the pressure they feel.

Chorus

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now)
A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel (now)
A dollar might, say, "Fuck them niggas that you came with", that's just how I feel (now, now)

Here, Kendrick talks about the contradictory nature of money. While it provides comfort and security, it can also ruin relationships. The "perfect place for shade" suggests that money can bring a sense of safety, but it also casts a shadow over genuine connections. His raw honesty about how money can change people is striking.

Verse 4

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

In this verse, he expresses his determination and refusal to back down. Kendrick is adamant about staying focused on his goals, even if it means making tough choices. The repetition of "no way" emphasizes his commitment to the hustle. He’s aware of the risks but feels he has no choice but to keep pushing forward.

Verse 5

Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling, pistols popping
Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving

Kendrick paints a vivid picture of life in the projects. This verse shows the harsh realities of crime and survival. The imagery of Santa Claus skipping the projects highlights the lack of hope and abundance in that environment. It’s a stark portrayal of life where drugs and violence are everyday occurrences, painting a bleak but honest picture of his reality.

Chorus

My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustlin'
What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government?

Here, Kendrick discusses the moral complexity of his surroundings. He grapples with the consequences of his friend's actions and the daily hustle just to survive. The reference to government assistance shows how systemic issues force people into crime. It captures a sense of resignation while also emphasizing the need to provide for oneself and family.

Bridge

Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash

In this bridge, Kendrick’s focus shifts to family. He expresses a fierce determination to provide for his daughter, showing his protective instincts. The "drum and bands just like a parade" line suggests a celebration of success, but it also hints at the chaos that comes with it. The urgency in "hope them boys don't see my stash" captures the constant threat of law enforcement, adding to the tension of his life.

Outro

If they do, tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood
Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs, but it's all good

The outro wraps up the song with a sense of finality. Kendrick acknowledges the dangers that come with his lifestyle. The imagery of "serpents lurking blood" highlights betrayal and danger in his environment. Despite the chaos, he maintains a sense of pride in where he comes from. It’s a complex mix of acceptance and defiance.

Closing Thoughts

"Money Trees" is a deep exploration of the struggles and dreams in Kendrick Lamar's life. He weaves personal stories with broader themes of survival, ambition, and the impact of money on relationships. The song captures the complexity of growing up in a challenging environment while holding onto dreams of a better life. It’s both a celebration and a critique of the hustle, making it a powerful piece of art.

Full Lyrics

Uh, me and my niggas tryna get it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Hit the house lick tell me is you with it, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Home invasion was persuasive (was persuasive, was persuasive)
From nine to five I know its vacant, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
Back when condom wrappers wasn't cool (they wasn't cool, they wasn't cool)
I fucked Sherane then went to tell my bros (tell my bros, tell my bros)
Then Usher Raymond "Let it Burn" came on ("Let it Burn" came on, "Let it Burn" came on)
Hot sauce all in our Top Ramen, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Parked the car then we start rhyming, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
The only thing we had to free our mind (free our mind, free our mind)
Then freeze that verse when we see dollar signs (see dollar signs, see dollar signs)
You looking like an easy come up, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
A silver spoon I know you come from, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
And that's a lifestyle that we never knew (we never knew, we never knew)
Go at a reverend for the revenue
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now)
A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel (now)
A dollar might, say, "Fuck them niggas that you came with", that's just how I feel (now, now)
A dollar might, just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel (now)
A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel
Dreams of living life like rappers do (like rappers do, like rappers do)
Bump that new E-40 at the school (way at the school, way at the school)
You know big ballin' with my homies (my homies)
Earl Stevens had us thinking rational (thinking rational, that's rational)
Back to reality we poor, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Another casualty at war, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Two bullets in my uncle Tony head (my Tony head, my Tony head)
He said one day I'd be on tour, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
That Louis Burger never be the same (won't be the same, won't be the same)
A Louis belt'll never ease that pain (won't ease that pain, won't ease that pain)
But I'ma purchase when that day is jerkin' (that day is jerkin', day is jerkin')
Pull off at Church's with Pirelli's skirtin' (Pirelli's skirtin', Pirelli's skirtin')
Gang signs out the window, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
Hoping all of 'em offend you, ya bish (ya bish, ya bish)
They say your hood is a pot of gold (a pot of gold, a pot of gold)
And we gon' crash it when nobody's home
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel (now, now)
A dollar might, just fuck your main bitch, that's just how I feel (now)
A dollar might, say, "Fuck them niggas that you came with", that's just how I feel (now, now)
A dollar might, just make that lane switch, that's just how I feel (now)
A dollar might, turn to a million and we all rich, that's just how I feel
Be the last one out to get this dough? No way
Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way
Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way
Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way
Be the last one out to get this dough? No way
Love one of you bucket-headed hoes? No way
Hit the streets, then we break the code? No way
Hit the brakes, when they on patrol? No way
Imagine Rock up in the projects where them niggas pick your pockets
Santa Claus don't miss them stockings, liquor spilling, pistols popping
Baking soda YOLA whipping, ain't no turkey on Thanksgiving
My homeboy just domed a nigga, I just hope the Lord forgive him
Pots with cocaine residue, everyday I'm hustlin'
What else is a thug to do when you eatin' cheese from the government?
Gotta provide for my daughter 'n' 'em, get the fuck up out my way, bitch
Got that drum and got them bands just like a parade, bitch
Drop that work up in the bushes, hope them boys don't see my stash
If they do. tell the truth, this the last time you might see my ass
From the gardens where the grass ain't cut, them serpents lurking blood
Bitches selling pussy, niggas selling drugs, but it's all good
Broken promises, steal yo' watch and tell you what time it is
Take your J's and tell you to kick it where a Footlocker is
In the streets with a heater under my dungarees
Dreams of me getting shaded under a money tree
It go Halle Berry or hallelujah
Pick your poison tell me what you do
Everybody gon' respect the shooter
But the one in front of the gun lives forever (the one in front of the gun, forever)
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way, that a way
Through canals and alleyways, just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how I feel
Kendrick, just bring my car back, man
I-I called in for another appointment
I figured you weren't gonna be back here on time anyway
Look, shit, shit
I just wanna get out the house, man
This man is on one, he feelin' good as a motherfucker
Shit, I'm tryna get my thing goin', too
I'm going to Marilyn house, just bring my car back
Shit, he faded (I want your body)
He feelin' good
Look, listen to him ('cause you got a big ol' fat ass)
(Girl, girl, I want your body, I want your body, 'cause of that big ol' fat ass, girl)
See, he high as hell
Shit, he ain't even trippin' off them damn dominoes no more (I want your body, 'cause of that big ol'-)
Just bring the car back (did somebody say dominoes?)
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