From a brick to a stone, does a have a soul? (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 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 that's
So fuck a 9 to 5, clockin' and tryna to survive Cop a brick and supply nobody offerin' jobs build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods Better ripped than turned into a or a Davis shirt Understated to say it hurts, I was Tryna see my and whippin' made me wish that I was flippin' college went out of his dollar pension Cause after 4 or 5 you don't nothing but college tickets
But them niggas hold my head and work this out (tryna work this out) Countin' up in my head tryna build this house (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 it's all them niggas talkin' bout Bricks bricks it's all them talkin' bout Bricks bricks all them niggas thinkin' bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now
Studio 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 that still And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas dead
Look, little niggas will shoot you, 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 weight boxes, you can see your progress And you weekend shoppin', show people no people I can see the problem, you nigga don't no conscience Can't shoot, dribble, can't rap nigga don't have no options
From a brick, to a stone, tryna for my homie the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to dough Turning with yo whip, Is it worth what you did? If a brick is a from a brick you can build From a brick to a stone, got a feign for a 2 into 4, turn 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 heard bricks, I was construction Until my plug from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now) 16, gettin' them for the 16 Course I'm rappin' but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16 I was 17 ridin in Lexus on 20's 18 and 19 payin 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, how to divide nigga I'm bricks, no jump shots I'm work, no punch clocks!
But niggas tryna hold my head and work this out Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this Mama told me if I made my bed I gotta lay down But I never seem to these words all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks it's all niggas talkin bout bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas thinkin Little niggas on the scene, gotta dream it now