"Tree Of Life" lyrics

"Tree Of Life"

Quiero vivir como los árboles
Br—Breathe easy!
Ugh, ugh
Trees, trees
Trees
Soul!
Yeah, I just wanna—
I—I just wanna—
LT3 shit, nigga, look
Ugh

I just wanna live like the trees
Shoot the breeze, stay around some leaves, you nah mean? (Nah mean?)
But I'm about to go on tour
Can't wait for wind, pollination to plant my seeds in the soil, ugh
Around '07, TDE struck oil
It's my turn, Mr. LongTerm of turmoil (It's my turn)
I'm holding up the terminal taking flicks
I'm irritated, but they're the reason that I'm getting rich
Cheese! Give me an upgrade seat
Then I'll be on my way, I'm on my way to NYC
Last time I was there, I swear I sold out SOBs
In Times Square with my circle of Gs, you nah mean? (Nah mean?)
Ha, you should've never gave us niggas money
We coming for everything, you nah mean? (Nah mean?)
Fuck you niggas with your hands out (Ugh)
Suck my third leg while I branch out

'Cause I just wanna live like the trees
Shoot the breeze, stay around some leaves, you nah mean? (Nah mean?)
But this money got me on the run
And it don't grow on trees, I'm tryna get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
Shit don't grow on trees, br—breathe easy!

Ugh, I got most of you motherfuckers stumped
Rap like I go to church with work in the trunk
Lord forgive me, but my pennies turning into dubs
I'm losing my sense, they say I changed up
But I don't feel no different, I'm still the same nigga (Same nigga)
Maybe my brain's bigger, getting brains quicker (Yeah)
Used to cop a little deuce
Now, I cop a whole case of Actavis to give Sprite's stock a boost
Woo! Ab-Soul, yeah I'm getting lewd
Bitches walking bowlegged out my dressing room
Was at the Travelodge, but now, we at the W
Just to shower, be out in an hour, I got shit to do (Ha)
Plenty empty Backwood packs in your face
And my backpack more OG than your hood day
Hey, can't live without the Benjamins
But I'm interested in photosynthesis

'Cause I just wanna live like the trees
Shoot the breeze, stay around some leaves, you nah mean? (Nah mean?)
But this money got me on the run
And it don't grow on trees, I gotta get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
(Get me some) Get me some, some, get me some
Shit don't grow on trees, br—breathe easy!

Me and she (She), sitting in a tree (Hey)
K.I.S.S.I.N.G. (G)
First comes love (Love), then comes marriage (Marriage)
Fuck that! I'm just tryna get up in your panties
Where the trees, trees, trees, trees
(Where the) Trees, trees, trees, trees
(Burn the motherfucking) Trees, trees, trees, trees
(Where the) Trees, trees, trees, trees

It's still world domination
Keep a Backwood and a motherfucking eighth and
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team
Nigga, it's still world domination (Yeah)
Keep a Backwood and a motherfucking eighth and (Yeah)
Always got the trees, so what the fuck you mean
I ain't about to rise to the top with my fucking team

(Hey!) Heaven ain't far Curtiss
(Hey!) It ain't far at all, my nigga
(Hey!)
(Hey!) Aw, check

Joey I know I told you, quote it in a verse
But we called it the third eye when it could really be the first (Word)
Whahgwaan, child, no rassclat me (Ugh)
I took it to heights these parasites can't see (Yeah)
Rarely do I bark, hope you get the analogy
Top Dog embarking on the whole industry
Niggas get to biting, I be like (Breathe easy!)
Your cardiovascular isn't fast enough (Catch up, nigga)
I'm Canibus smokin' cannabis, sippin' Actavis
Before the Mathers diss I used to work at Magic Disk (Yeah)
With a dollar and a dream—why you think money is green?
The color of vegetation, the most important thing
Trees

Trees, trees, trees, trees
Trees, trees, trees, trees
Trees
Tr—Tr—Tr—Tr—Tr—

(Get me some) Get me some
(Get me some) Get me some
(Get me some) Get me some

Ayo, Dahi, what up, my nigga? Drop that shit!

Ugh, I feel like I'm finished Soul-searching
I feel like I know my Soul purpose
Colder than a winter Soul-stice, you're a dope dealer if you Soul-d this
Yo, Soul everywhere, if you ain't notice! (Yeah)
Soul-ar power, Soul-ar system, told you So'
You was a compartment in your car, you couldn't con-Soul (Yeah)
Known to con-Soul-idate hope into those listening
Nothing but facts and tracks I'm Soul-iciting (Yeah)
Soul Plane, Soul Train, those are no-brainers
Soul so thick, to defeat me would be amazing
A day and a half in these eight-and-a-halfs
I Soul-lidify why I'm the greatest to rap (Soulo)
Top Dawg Soul-dier, hoes call me Soulo (Yeah)
I left America with a bottle of Soul-Glo
So everywhere Soul go? Soul gon' shine
Everybody knows like Beyonce and Soul-ange (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ugh, what the fuck is Soul on?
We really out here/hair, but we ain't at the Soul-on, look (Yeah)
A pair of Per-Souls that cost like four
A kid from Del Amo with a flow that's so univer-Soul...
Soul!

Oh—Oh, yeah, and I'm the Soul-lution, nigga! Soul-lute me!
That was a stretch...
I'm ab-Soul-lutely the best
Yeah!


Thanks to Laidback Sean for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Herbert Anthony Stevens, Virginie Scott Jo-vaughn, Dacoury Natche, Dwan Howard
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