[Intro: Wale] From a brick to a stone, does a fiend have a soul? (Ohhh, Ohh) As a kid need a goal, the powder's made of gold (Ohhh, Ohh, Ohhhh)
[Bridge: Wale] Getting blowed Thinkin I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't move no dope But I do know, a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas that's dead..
[Verse 1: Wale] So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offering jobs Bricks build buildings, build houses, build neighborhoods But a brick done turned a nigga to a baller or a dated shirt Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish that I was flippin Fuck this college when nigga is out of his dollar Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college tickets
[Hook: Lyfe Jennings/Wale] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out (tryna work this out) Counting numbers up in my head tryna build this house (tryna build this house) Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth
Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now
[Bridge: Wale] Studio getting blowed Thinkin I'm so glad that I can rap cause I can't move no dope But I do know, a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still And a few niggas that's through, are the few niggas that's dead..
[Verse 2: Wale] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away Niggas used to whip em he getting those from whippin yay And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight Sneaker boxes, you can see your progress And you weekend shopping, show people your people poppin I can see the problem, you nigga don't like no conscience Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap Young nigga don’t got no options
From a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my homie When the powder, turn to power, and the power turn to dough Turning head with yo whip, is it worth what you did? If a brick is a brick from a brick you can build From a brick to a stone, make a fiend for a homie Turn ? into 4, turn reef to a home Turn the powder, into power, and the power turn to hoes If a brick is a brick, to a brick you can grow Bricks Bricks Bricks Bricks (It's only one way out)
[Verse 3: Yo Gotti] Nine years old, feds looking for my moms 10 or 11, held my first gun First time I heard bricks, I was thinking construction Until my 'migo plug from Mexicó gave me my introduction (now) 16, getting them bricks for the 16 Course I'm rappin' bitch but now I'm wrappin' bricks for 16 I was 17 ridin in that Lexus on 20's 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20 And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is 2-52 If you know what that mean you noticed it now And if you don't, learn how to divide nigga I'm talkin' bricks, no jump shots I’m talking work, no punch clock!
[Hook: Lyfe Jennings] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out Counting numbers up in my head tryna build this house Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth
[Outro: Wale] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout Little niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it nowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.