From a brick to a stone, does a have a soul? (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 that still 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 nobody offerin' Bricks build, build, houses build neighborhoods Better than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt Understated to say it hurts, I was Tryna see my gang and made me wish that I was flippin' This college went out of his dollar Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college
But them niggas tryna hold my head and work 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 words all up out my mouth
Bricks it's all them niggas talkin' bout Bricks bricks it's all them niggas bout Bricks bricks it's all niggas thinkin' bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta it now
Studio 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 that still And a few that's through, are the few niggas that's 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 from whippin' yay And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get weight Sneaker boxes, you can see your And you weekend shoppin', people no people problem I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no Can't shoot, can't dribble, rap Young nigga don't no options
From a brick, to a stone, tryna for my homie From the powder, 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 Turn 2 into 4, turn to a home the powder, into power, and the power turn to hoes If a brick is a brick, to a you can throw (It's one way out)
Nine years old, feds for my moms 10 or 11, held my gun time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction Until my 'migo from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now) 16, gettin' bricks 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 nothing 20 And a thousand 8 grams by 4 is 2-52 If you know 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 hold my head and work this out numbers up in my head tryna build this house Mama told me if I made my bed then I lay down But I seem to keep these words all up out my mouth
bricks it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks all them niggas talkin bout Bricks it's all them niggas thinkin bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't dream it now