From a brick to a stone, does a feign a soul? (Oh, Oh) As a kid a goal, the powder's made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Getting Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't no dope But I do know, a few niggas that did and a few niggas that And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas dead
So fuck a 9 to 5, clockin' and tryna to survive Cop a brick and supply cause offerin' jobs Bricks build, buildings build, houses build Better ripped than turned into a or a Davis shirt to say it hurts, I was optimistic Tryna see my gang and made me wish that I was flippin' This went out of his dollar pension Cause after 4 or 5 you don't nothing but college tickets
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna work out) Countin' up in my head tryna build this house (tryna build this house) Mama me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these words all up out my
Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin' bout Bricks it's all them niggas talkin' bout Bricks bricks all them niggas thinkin' bout Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now
getting blowed Thinkin' I'm so that I can rap cause I can't move no dope But I do know, a few niggas did and a few niggas that still And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas dead
Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got to say local celebrities only bout a brick away If you still whip em he getting those whippin' yay And you got no paper, you so patient, come get some weight Sneaker boxes, you can see progress And you shoppin', show people no people problem I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no Can't shoot, dribble, can't rap Young don't have no options
a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my homie From the powder, turn to power, and the turn to dough head with yo whip, Is it worth what you did? If a brick is a brick from a brick you can From a to a stone, got a feign for a homie Turn 2 into 4, reef to a home Turn the powder, into power, and the power turn to If a brick is a brick, to a you can throw (It's one way out)
Nine years old, lookin' for my moms 10 or 11, held my gun First time I bricks, I was thinking construction Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó me my introduction (now) 16, gettin' them for the 16 I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16 I was 17 in that Lexus on 20's 18 and 19 nothing over 20 And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is If you what that mean you noticed it now And if you don't, learn how to nigga I'm bricks, no jump shots I'm talkin' work, no clocks!
But them niggas tryna my head and work this out Countin' numbers up in my head tryna this house Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these words all up out my
Bricks bricks all them niggas talkin bout bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now