Tree

IGH

My mama used to always keep a lil bit of dro
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
And though life will have its issues there will never be
A problem with the weed
She told me
"Son don't worry don't you have no shame
There's gonna be frustrations in this white man's game
And they're gonna have us tied up once it's legalized
Because it is a tree!"

My mama had to work
(work)
My mama had to birth
(two kids)
My mama drove to church and ironed shirts and kept a smirk
And I think my mama must of work at Saltine at the factor-
Y?
She came home crying said, "I'm tired of these crackers!"

I roll up
For pretty girls thats on they grind getting paid (Hu!)
I roll up
For women who life wasn't no Crystal Staircase
And I roll up
For any my niggas thats stuck in that jam
Torn from their family hustling grams
We love you
We smoking on big Uncle Sam

Dispensary weed is a government scam
My cousin my weedman
The plug is my man's
My whole life look like I've been rubbing a lamp
The blunt like I rolled up a rug in my hand
Stop
Look
Duck in my hand
If it ain't a buck in my hand
Fist full of bullets
I'm flipping the bird
It's a plane
It's a don't give a fuck in my hand

If we roll up we flame up
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
This for my mama
I promise I'm fucking the game up
This for my ladies that making it happen
You ready?
I'm ready to flame up

My mama used to always keep a lil bit of dro
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
And though life will have its issues there will never be
A problem with the weed
She told me
"Son don't worry don't you have no shame
There's gonna be frustrations in this white man's game
And they're gonna have us tied up once it's legalized
Because it is a tree!"

Like my girls like weed homegrown
Angie get stoned
Cheech & Chong
All the casa negros gone
Fuck it get stoned
(Craig and Smokey)

(Uh)
My mama had to work
My step daddy had the work
Don't expect me to pass the purp
Cause Pastor Purp ain't at this church
Oh 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 Winnipeg
When me and Chance smoking them plants
We turn to Bill & Ted
All my weed be strictly meds
My blunt be thick as legs
Yellow Percocets
White Percocets look like grits & eggs

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'm gonna hit you with a sidebar
You could pull up in a fly car
I'm a pull off in a flying car

That's cap if they say we cap
I crack they freakin kneecaps
And Chance gave me a 3 cap to cover up all these naps
A dreadlock Rasta
Bandana red like pasta
I steal a nigga bitch like a Mazda

My mama used to keep a little bit of dro
The incense in the window while she folding our clothes
And though life will have its issues there will never be
A problem with the weed
She told me
"Son don't worry don't you have no shame
There's gonna be frustrations in this white man's game
And they're gonna have us tied up once it's legalized
Because it is a tree!"

Like my girls like weed homegrown
Angie get stoned
Cheech & Chong
All the casa negros gone
Fuck it get stoned
(Craig and Smokey]