From a brick to a stone, does a feign have a (Oh, Oh) As a kid need a goal, the made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh)
Getting Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 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 that's
So a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive Cop a brick and cause nobody offerin' jobs Bricks build, buildings build, houses build Better ripped than turned a baller or a Davis shirt to say it hurts, I was optimistic Tryna see my gang and made me wish that I was flippin' This college went out of his dollar after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing 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 build 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 all them 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 dream it now
getting 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 niggas still And a few niggas that's through, are the few that's dead
Look, little niggas will you, they got nothing to say local celebrities only bout a brick away If you whip em he getting those from whippin' yay And you got no paper, you been so patient, get some weight boxes, you can see your progress And you weekend shoppin', show people no problem I can see the problem, you nigga have no conscience Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap Young nigga have 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 yo whip, Is it worth what you did? If a brick is a from a brick you can build From a to a stone, got a feign for a homie Turn 2 into 4, turn reef to a Turn the powder, into power, and the power 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, my first gun First I heard bricks, I was thinking construction Until my 'migo plug from gave 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 that on 20's 18 and 19 nothing over 20 And a thousand 8 grams by 4 is 2-52 If you what that mean you noticed it now And if you don't, how to divide nigga I'm bricks, no jump shots I'm talkin' work, no clocks!
But them tryna hold my head and work this out Countin' numbers up in my head build this house told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks it's all them talkin bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas talkin Bricks bricks it's all them thinkin bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't dream it now