From a brick to a stone, does a feign have a (Oh, Oh) As a kid a goal, the powder's made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)
blowed Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap I can't move no dope But I do know, a few niggas that did and a few niggas still And a few niggas through, are the few niggas that's dead
So fuck a 9 to 5, they and tryna to survive Cop a brick and supply cause offerin' jobs Bricks build, buildings build, houses neighborhoods Better ripped than turned into a or a Davis shirt to say it hurts, I was optimistic Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish I was flippin' This college went out of his pension Cause after 4 or 5 you don't nothing but college tickets
But them niggas tryna my head and work this out (tryna work this out) numbers 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 them niggas bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout Little on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now
Studio blowed 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 that still And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas dead
Look, little niggas shoot you, they got nothing to say Cause local only bout a brick away If you still whip em he getting those whippin' yay And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some boxes, you can see your progress And you weekend shoppin', show no people problem I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no shoot, can't dribble, can't rap Young nigga don't no options
From a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to dough Turning head with yo whip, Is it worth what you If a brick is a brick a brick you can build From a to a stone, got a feign for a homie 2 into 4, turn reef to a home Turn the powder, into power, and the power to hoes If a brick is a brick, to a you can throw (It's one way out)
years old, feds lookin' for my moms 10 or 11, my first gun First time I heard bricks, I was thinking Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó me my introduction (now) 16, gettin' them for the 16 Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' for 16 I was 17 ridin in Lexus on 20's 18 and 19 nothing over 20 And a thousand 8 grams by 4 is 2-52 If you know what mean you noticed it now And if you don't, learn how to nigga I'm talkin' bricks, no shots I'm talkin' work, no clocks!
But niggas tryna hold my head and work this out Countin' numbers up in my tryna build this house told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to these words all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout Bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks it's all them thinkin bout Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now