From a to a stone, does a feign have a soul? (Oh, Oh) As a kid need a goal, the powder's of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Getting Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I 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 that's dead
So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and to survive Cop a and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs Bricks build, buildings build, houses build Better ripped than into a baller or a Davis shirt to say it hurts, I was optimistic Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish that I was This college went out of his dollar Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have but college tickets
But niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna work this out) Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house (tryna 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 it's all them niggas thinkin' bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now
Studio blowed Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't move no 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 will shoot you, they got nothing to say Cause local celebrities only a brick away If you still whip em he getting those from yay And you got no paper, you been so patient, get some weight Sneaker boxes, you can see your And you weekend shoppin', people no people problem I can see the problem, you nigga have no conscience shoot, can't dribble, can't rap Young nigga have no options
From a brick, to a stone, tryna 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 is a brick from a brick you can build From a to a stone, got a feign for a homie Turn 2 into 4, reef to a home Turn the powder, power, and the power turn to hoes If a is a brick, to a brick you can throw (It's one way out)
Nine years old, feds for my moms 10 or 11, held my gun First time I heard bricks, I was construction Until my 'migo from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now) 16, gettin' bricks for the 16 I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16 I was 17 ridin in that on 20's 18 and 19 payin nothing 20 And a thousand 8 divided 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 jump I'm talkin' work, no clocks!
But them niggas tryna hold my head and this out Countin' up in my head tryna build this house Mama told me if I 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 bricks it's all them niggas bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now