Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne & Smino – Tree Lyrics & Song Meaning: “Tree” is a layered track that may sound chill and smoky on the surface, but is filled with deep truths. It’s about growing up Black in America, using weed as both a coping mechanism and cultural symbol, and giving flowers to all those moms and grinders out there who held it down.
Chance the Rapper paints a vivid, personal portrait in “Tree.” It’s a song that starts as a memory of his mother and expands into something bigger. It’s not just a tribute; it’s a quiet protest. Weed, in this track, becomes more than a habit—it’s rebellion, it’s healing, it’s identity. Lil Wayne’s verse takes things up a notch—wild, raw, and unapologetic, like he’s crashing into the moment with both humor and fire. And Smino? He floats in with a bridge that completely shifts the atmosphere—wavy, spaced-out, almost like stoner poetry. There’s a softness to his tone, but also a lingering ache.
Lo-Fi, jazzy, and intimate, the production wraps it all together. Every beat feels like a faded photograph, and every line feels lived-in. “Tree” doesn’t glorify weed, it roots it in culture, memory, and resistance. It’s not just about getting high. It’s about legacy, what we inherit, what we hold on to, and what helps us cope. Dive into lyrics below.
Lyrics of Tree by Chance the Rapper, Lil Wayne & Smino
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
My Mama Used To Always Keep A Lil’ Bit Of ‘dro
The Incense In The Window While She Foldin’ Our Clothes (Huh)
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” (Huh)
There Gonna Be Frustration In This White Man’s Game
And They’re Gonna Have Us Tied Up Once It’s Legalized (Igh)
Because It Is A Tree (Ooh, Yup)
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
My Mama Had To Work (Igh, Huh)
My Mama Had To Birth (Two Kids)
My Mama Drove To Church And Ironed Shirts And Kept A Smirk (Yeah, Yeah)
And I Think My Mama Must’ve Worked That Saltine At The Factor’, Why?
She Came Home Cryin’, Said, “I’m Tired Of These Crackers” (Igh)
I Roll Up For Pretty Girls That’s On Their Grind, Gettin’ Paid (Huh)
I Roll Up For Women Who Like Wine On Crystal Staircase (Igh, Huh)
And I Roll Up For Any My Niggas That’s Stuck In That Jam
Torn From Their Family, Hustlin’ Grams
We Love You, We Smokin’ 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 Rubbin’ A Lamp (Skrrt)
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 Flippin’ A Bird, It’s A Plane,
It’s A Don’t-give-a-f**k In My Hand (Brrt)
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 Sharecroppin’, That’s For My Mama,
I Promise I’m F**kin’ The Game Up (Huh)
This For My Ladies That’s Makin’ It Happen,
You Ready? I’m Ready To Flame Up
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
My Mama Used To Always Keep A Lil’ Bit Of ‘dro
The Incense In The Window While She Foldin’ 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, Cheech & Chong
All The Casamigos Gone
F**k It, Get Stoned
Craig & Smokey
(Ee) Intricate Stone
(Ee) Intricate Stone
(Ee) Intricate Stone
(Ee) Intricate Stone
[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Uh, My Mama Had To Work, Yeah, My Step-daddy Had The Work
Don’t Expect Me To Pass The Purp’, ’cause Pastor Purp Ain’t At This Church
So God Forgive Me, God Forgive Me, Holy Smokes Like Religion
I Be Smokin’ 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 Smokin’ Them Plants, We Turn To Bill And Ted
All My Weed Be Strictly Meds, My Blunt Be Thick As Legs
Yellow Percocet’s, White Percocet’s, Look Like Grits And 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’ma Hit You With A Side Bar
You Could Pull Up In A Fly Car, I’ma Pull Off In A Flyin’ Car
That’s Cap If They Say We Cap, I Crack They Freakin’ 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 Nigga B!tch, Like A Mazda
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper & Lil Wayne]
My Mama Used To Always Keep A Lil’ Bit Of ‘dro (Lil’ Bit Of ‘dro)
The Incense In The Window While She Foldin’ Our Clothes (Foldin’ Our Clothes)
I Know Life Will Have It’s Issues,
There Would Never Be A Problem With The Weed (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
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