Treehouse
[Chorus: Ariana DeBoo]
In the living room with our pictures on the wall
I know you're gonna remember me if you don't remember it all
We got a song
And an old, old tree
Even without the leaves, it'll still be there
I won't leave you alone for long

[Verse 1: Sam Lachow]
Fourteen came Black & Milds, fifteen came blunts
Sixteen came the liquor, seventeen came guns, ugh
A lot's changed since that old red sofa
And now that that's gone
This black one's way too nice to take a nap on, uh
My little brother's a teen now
He is now fourteen, wow
That's when we smoked green at Gene's house
Draped up, dripped out, but never really figured our shit out
Every damn day another problem
It's been drama since baby bottles, huh
If I could be young forever I would, scratch that
Let's go get it man, bring it on young, and I'm ready fam, damn
A little different since drawing pirates with grandma
Or staying up and watching The Sandlot
(You're killin' me, Smalls!)
[Chorus: Ariana DeBoo]
In the living room with our pictures on the wall
I know you're gonna remember me if you don't remember it all
We got a song
And an old, old tree
Where the tree house used to be
It'll still be there
I won't leave you alone for long

[Verse 2: Sam Lachow]
Charlie, you'll probably cheat
But still end up with D's like I did
Feel rich from selling a little weed like I did
But I promise you, no matter how damn fun it might feel
Just remember that that money's not real, for real
Give away these clothes, give away this dough
Give away this weed, give away this blow
Give away this inter-net, give away this phone
Give away these fans on Facebook
Handshakes with the fake looks (ah)
Greedy homies with the greedy chicks
Booty calls that don't mean shit, ah
Take that away, you still got family
We may not be too flashy or fancy, that'll never change
We'll switch cities but we're still the same
More than a mom, a dad, kids and a picture frame
I heard you and your little buddies were blowin' weed in the house
Opened every single window and left the Febreeze out
Hella slick
Dad was clownin' on you hard man, I was dyin'
But we still gave you some points for tryin'
Listen
This goes out to tenth graders at their parents house
Come home late for dinner, slam the door, and cuss their parents out
Twenty years later, you're getting married and you're a parent now
And that door slamming asshole is the only thing you care about
[Chorus: Ariana DeBoo]
In the living room with our pictures on the wall
I know you're gonna remember me if you don't remember it all
We got a song
And an old, old tree
Where the tree house used to be
It'll still be there
I won't leave you alone for long
I won't leave you alone for long
I won't leave you alone for long