[{"id":14830708,"name":"Wale ft. Yo Gotti & Lyfe Jennings -Bricks","trackName":"Wale ft. Yo Gotti & Lyfe Jennings -Bricks","artistName":"Wale","albumName":"Wale ft. Yo Gotti & Lyfe Jennings -Bricks","duration":283.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Turn a brick to a stone but you think we don't have a soul\nAs a kid need to grow, the powder's weight in gold\n\nGetting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nSo fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive\nCop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs\nBricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\nBetter ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt\nUnderstated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\nTryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin\nThis college went out of his dollar pension\n'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket\nBounce\n\nBut them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\nCountin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nTulio getting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nLook, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't shoot, can't blow but can rap\nYoung nigga don't have no option\n\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nFrom the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\nTurning head with yo whip\nIs it worth what you did?\nA brick is a brick and a brick you can build\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nTrenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\nTurn the powder into power and the power to the homies\nA brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\nBuild bricks\nBricks\nBricks\nBricks\n\nMany years old, feds lookin for my moms\n10 to 11 held my first gun\nFirst time I held bricks I was getting construction\nTell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n16, get them bricks for the 16\nCourse I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\nI was 17 ridin and then is all good\n18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\nAnd 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\nIf you know what that mean you noticed it now\nAnd if you don't learn how to divide nigga\nI'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\nI call it work, no punch clocks\n\nBut them niggas tryna hold my head and 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I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[00:27.32] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.39] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive\n[00:36.92] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs\n[00:40.07] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.10] Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n[00:49.01] Tryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin\n[00:51.82] This college went out of his dollar pension\n[00:54.72] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket\n[00:58.20] Bounce\n[00:59.29] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[01:05.66] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.26] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.41] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:24.07] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:27.01] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[01:30.12] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.74] Tulio getting blowed\n[01:34.34] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[01:37.11] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.15] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.28] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.03] 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n[01:49.96] If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n[01:53.05] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:55.99] Just think about it, come see your products\n[01:58.92] And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n[02:01.96] I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n[02:04.67] Can't 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16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:21.49] Bricks bricks – 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don't have no conscience\n Can't shoot, can't blow but can rap\n Young nigga don't have no option\n\n Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\n Turning head with yo whip\n Is it worth what you did?\n A brick is a brick and a brick you can build\n Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\n Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies\n A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\n Build bricks\n Bricks\n Bricks\n Bricks\n\n Many years old, feds lookin for my moms\n 10 to 11 held my first gun\n First time I held bricks I was getting construction\n Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n 16, get them bricks for the 16\n Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n And if you don't 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this out\nCountin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nTulio getting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nLook, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't 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gotta lay down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.41] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:24.07] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:27.01] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[01:30.12] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.74] Tulio getting blowed\n[01:34.34] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[01:37.11] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.15] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.28] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.03] 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n[01:49.96] If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n[01:53.05] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:55.99] Just think about it, come see your products\n[01:58.92] And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n[02:01.96] 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16\n[03:20.03] Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks 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them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nMillion to a stone, the stone to the sour\nThe show in the hood and you know that you could\nThe powder and the crack and the crack to the suns\nDollars in the bag and the glocks in the front...","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.56] Turn a brick to a stone but you think we don't have a soul\n[00:16.25] As a kid need to grow, the powder's weight in gold\n[00:20.71] Getting blowed\n[00:24.67] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[00:27.32] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.39] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive\n[00:36.92] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs\n[00:40.07] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.10] Understated to say it hurts, I was 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ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:21.49] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas 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Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.41] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.59] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.22] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[01:24.18] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[01:27.05] Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' bout\n[01:30.12] Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.91] Studio getting blowed\n[01:34.32] Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 'cause I can't move no dope\n[01:37.19] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.37] And a few niggas that's through are the few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.15] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.34] 'Cause local celebrities only 'bout a brick away\n[01:50.21] N— used to whip 'em, he getting those from whippin' yay\n[01:53.35] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:56.10] Sneaker boxes, you can see your 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they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't shoot, can't blow but can rap\nYoung nigga don't have no option\n\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nFrom the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\nTurning head with yo whip\nIs it worth what you did?\nA brick is a brick and a brick you can build\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nTrenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\nTurn the powder into power and the power to the homies\nA brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\nBuild bricks\nBricks\nBricks\nBricks\n\nMany years old, feds lookin for my moms\n10 to 11 held my first gun\nFirst time I held bricks I was getting construction\nTell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n16, get them bricks for the 16\nCourse I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\nI was 17 ridin and then is all good\n18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\nAnd 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\nIf you know what that mean you noticed it now\nAnd if you don't learn how to divide nigga\nI'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\nI call it work, no punch clocks\n\nBut them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\nCountin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the 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plain English that I was flippin\n[00:51.82] This college went out of his dollar pension\n[00:54.72] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket\n[00:58.20] Bounce\n[00:59.29] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[01:05.66] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.26] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.41] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:24.07] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:27.01] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[01:30.12] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.74] Tulio getting blowed\n[01:34.34] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[01:37.11] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.15] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.28] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.03] 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n[01:49.96] If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n[01:53.05] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:55.99] Just think about it, come see your products\n[01:58.92] And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n[02:01.96] I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n[02:04.67] Can't shoot, can't blow but can rap\n[02:06.45] Young nigga don't have no option\n[02:07.66] Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n[02:10.11] From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\n[02:13.07] Turning head with yo whip\n[02:14.53] Is it worth what you did?\n[02:16.00] A brick is a brick and a brick you can build\n[02:18.88] Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n[02:21.75] Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\n[02:24.72] Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies\n[02:27.50] A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\n[02:30.55] Build bricks\n[02:36.51] Bricks\n[02:42.07] Bricks\n[02:48.11] Bricks\n[03:05.66] Many years old, feds lookin for my moms\n[03:08.58] 10 to 11 held my first gun\n[03:11.19] First time I held bricks I was getting construction\n[03:14.27] Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n[03:17.20] 16, get them bricks for the 16\n[03:20.03] Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these 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Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[00:27.32] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.39] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive\n[00:36.92] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs\n[00:40.07] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.10] Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n[00:49.01] Tryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin\n[00:51.82] This college went out of his dollar pension\n[00:54.72] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket\n[00:58.20] Bounce\n[00:59.29] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[01:05.66] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.26] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words 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wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin 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From a brick to a stone, does a fiend have a soul?\n[00:16.57] Does a kid need a goal, if the powder's made of gold\n[00:23.01] Getting blowed\n[00:24.68] Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 'cause I can't move no dope\n[00:27.45] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.51] And a few niggas that's through are the few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive\n[00:37.31] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin' jobs\n[00:40.37] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] But a brick done turned a n— into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.49] Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n[00:49.09] Till I see my youngin' whippin', made me wish that I was flippin'\n[00:52.22] Fuck this college, when n— out it's just dollar pitchin'\n[00:54.93] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got nothing but college tickets\n[00:58.28] Bricks\n[00:59.75] Been a minute tryna hold my head and work this 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can see your progress\n[01:59.18] And you weekend shoppin', show people your people poppin'\n[02:01.96] I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n[02:04.98] Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap\n[02:06.44] Young nigga don't got no option\n[02:07.78] From a brick, to a stone, turned a fiend, from a homie\n[02:10.33] When the powder, turn to power, and the power, turn to dough\n[02:13.25] Turning head, with yo whip, is it worth, what you did?\n[02:16.16] If a brick, is a brick, through a brick, you can build\n[02:19.11] From a brick to a stone, make a fiend for a homie\n[02:22.15] Turn a cheek on a foe, turn a reef to a home\n[02:24.95] Turn the powder, into power, and the power, turn to hoes\n[02:27.73] If a brick is a brick, through a brick you can grow\n[02:30.69] Build\n[02:31.44] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:37.19] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:42.92] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:48.84] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[03:04.68] It's only one way out\n[03:05.95] 9 years old, 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tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nTulio getting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nLook, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't shoot, can't blow but can rap\nYoung nigga 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now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin 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16, get them bricks for the 16\n[03:20.03] Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin 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up in my head tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nTulio getting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nLook, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't shoot, can't blow but can rap\nYoung nigga don't have no option\n\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nFrom the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\nTurning head with yo whip\nIs it worth what you did?\nA brick is a brick and a brick you can build\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nTrenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\nTurn the powder into power and the power to the homies\nA brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\nBuild bricks\nBricks\nBricks\nBricks\n\nMany years old, feds lookin for my moms\n10 to 11 held my first gun\nFirst time I held bricks I was getting construction\nTell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n16, get them bricks for the 16\nCourse I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\nI was 17 ridin and then is all good\n18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\nAnd 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\nIf you know what that mean you noticed it now\nAnd if you don't learn how to divide nigga\nI'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\nI call it work, no 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gold\n[00:20.71] Getting blowed\n[00:24.67] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[00:27.32] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.39] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuckin 9 to 5, they clockin and tryna to survive\n[00:36.92] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin jobs\n[00:40.07] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.10] Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n[00:49.01] Tryna see my gang and whippin plain English that I was flippin\n[00:51.82] This college went out of his dollar pension\n[00:54.72] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got to have a college ticket\n[00:58.20] Bounce\n[00:59.29] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[01:05.66] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.26] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.41] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:24.07] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:27.01] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[01:30.12] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.74] Tulio getting blowed\n[01:34.34] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[01:37.11] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.15] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.28] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.03] 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n[01:49.96] If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n[01:53.05] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:55.99] Just think about it, come see your products\n[01:58.92] And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n[02:01.96] I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n[02:04.67] Can't shoot, can't blow but can rap\n[02:06.45] Young nigga don't have no option\n[02:07.66] Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n[02:10.11] From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\n[02:13.07] Turning head with yo whip\n[02:14.53] Is it worth what you did?\n[02:16.00] A brick is a brick and a brick you can build\n[02:18.88] Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n[02:21.75] Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\n[02:24.72] Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies\n[02:27.50] A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\n[02:30.55] Build bricks\n[02:36.51] Bricks\n[02:42.07] Bricks\n[02:48.11] Bricks\n[03:05.66] Many years old, feds lookin for my moms\n[03:08.58] 10 to 11 held my first gun\n[03:11.19] First time I held bricks I was getting construction\n[03:14.27] Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n[03:17.20] 16, get them bricks for the 16\n[03:20.03] Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:21.49] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:24.47] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:27.45] Million to a stone, the stone to the sour\n[04:29.90] The show in the hood and you know that you could\n[04:32.84] The powder and the crack and the crack to the suns\n[04:36.07] Dollars in the bag and the glocks in the front...\n[04:38.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bricks (feat. 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Bounce\n\n But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Tulio getting blowed\n Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\n Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n Just think about it, come see your products\n And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n Can't shoot, can't blow but can rap\n Young nigga don't have no option\n\n Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n From the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\n Turning head with yo whip\n Is it worth what you did?\n A brick is a brick and a brick you can build\n Turn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\n Trenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\n Turn the powder into power and the power to the homies\n A brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\n Build bricks\n Bricks\n Bricks\n Bricks\n\n Many years old, feds lookin for my moms\n 10 to 11 held my first gun\n First time I held bricks I was getting construction\n Tell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n 16, get them bricks for the 16\n Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n I call it work, no punch clocks\n\n But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Million to a stone, the stone to the sour\n The show in the hood and you know that you could\n The powder and the crack and the crack to the suns\n Dollars in the bag and the glocks in the 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in my head tryna build this house\nMama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\nBut I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\nBricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\nMany niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\nTulio getting blowed\nThinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\nBut I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\nAnd a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\nLook, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\nIf you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\nAnd you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\nJust think about it, come see your products\nAnd you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\nI can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\nCan't shoot, can't blow but can rap\nYoung nigga don't have no option\n\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nFrom the powder to the power and the power turn to gold\nTurning head with yo whip\nIs it worth what you did?\nA brick is a brick and a brick you can build\nTurn a brick to a stone tryna feed for my homie\nTrenches on the full, turn reefer to a homie\nTurn the powder into power and the power to the homies\nA brick with a brick to a brick you can throw\nBuild bricks\nBricks\nBricks\nBricks\n\nMany years old, feds lookin for my moms\n10 to 11 held my first gun\nFirst time I held bricks I was getting construction\nTell me you puff a medical, gave him my introduction now\n16, get them bricks for the 16\nCourse I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\nI was 17 ridin and then is all good\n18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\nAnd 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\nIf you know what that mean you noticed it now\nAnd if you don't learn how to divide nigga\nI'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\nI call it work, no 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down\n[01:17.54] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.41] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:24.07] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[01:27.01] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[01:30.12] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.74] Tulio getting blowed\n[01:34.34] Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n[01:37.11] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.15] And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.28] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.03] 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n[01:49.96] If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n[01:53.05] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:55.99] Just think about it, come see your products\n[01:58.92] And you weekend shoppin, show people no people problem\n[02:01.96] I can see 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16\n[03:20.03] Course I'm rappin bitch but now wrappin bricks for 16\n[03:22.81] I was 17 ridin and then is all good\n[03:25.91] 18 and 19 payin nothing over 20\n[03:28.78] And 1008 divided by 4 is 2-52\n[03:31.50] If you know what that mean you noticed it now\n[03:33.05] And if you don't learn how to divide nigga\n[03:34.45] I'm talkin bricks, no jump shots\n[03:37.85] I call it work, no punch clocks\n[03:43.25] But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.28] Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.92] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[03:58.02] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.83] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:07.08] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:09.63] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n[04:12.80] Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.52] Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n[04:18.53] Bricks 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Bounce\n\n But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out\n Countin numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas talkin bout\n Bricks bricks – it's all them niggas thinkin bout\n Many niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Tulio getting blowed\n Thinkin I'm so glad that I can't rap 'cause I can't move no dough\n But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n And a few niggas that's through or a few niggas that's dead\n\n Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n 'Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away\n If you still whip em he getting those from whippin yay\n And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n Just think about it, come see your products\n And you weekend shoppin, show people no people 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clappers, in the front","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.56] From a brick to a stone, does a fiend have a soul?\n[00:16.57] Does a kid need a goal, if the powder's made of gold\n[00:23.01] Getting blowed\n[00:24.68] Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 'cause I can't move no dope\n[00:27.45] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[00:31.51] And a few niggas that's through are the few niggas that's dead\n[00:34.43] So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive\n[00:37.31] Cop a brick and supply 'cause nobody offerin' jobs\n[00:40.37] Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods\n[00:43.09] But a brick done turned a n— into a baller or a Davis shirt\n[00:46.49] Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n[00:49.09] Till I see my youngin' whippin', made me wish that I was flippin'\n[00:52.22] Fuck this college, when n— out it's just dollar pitchin'\n[00:54.93] 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got nothing but college tickets\n[00:58.28] Bricks\n[00:59.75] Been a minute tryna hold my head and work this out\n[01:05.64] Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[01:11.41] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[01:17.59] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[01:21.22] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[01:24.18] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[01:27.05] Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' bout\n[01:30.12] Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[01:32.91] Studio getting blowed\n[01:34.32] Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 'cause I can't move no dope\n[01:37.19] But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n[01:41.37] And a few niggas that's through are the few niggas that's dead\n[01:44.15] Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n[01:47.34] 'Cause local celebrities only 'bout a brick away\n[01:50.21] N— used to whip 'em, he getting those from whippin' yay\n[01:53.35] And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n[01:56.10] Sneaker boxes, you can see your progress\n[01:59.18] And you weekend shoppin', show people your people poppin'\n[02:01.96] I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n[02:04.98] Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap\n[02:06.44] Young nigga don't got no option\n[02:07.78] From a brick, to a stone, turned a fiend, from a homie\n[02:10.33] When the powder, turn to power, and the power, turn to dough\n[02:13.25] Turning head, with yo whip, is it worth, what you did?\n[02:16.16] If a brick, is a brick, through a brick, you can build\n[02:19.11] From a brick to a stone, make a fiend for a homie\n[02:22.15] Turn a cheek on a foe, turn a reef to a home\n[02:24.95] Turn the powder, into power, and the power, turn to hoes\n[02:27.73] If a brick is a brick, through a brick you can grow\n[02:30.69] Build\n[02:31.44] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:37.19] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:42.92] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[02:48.84] Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n[03:04.68] It's only one way out\n[03:05.95] 9 years old, feds lookin' for my moms\n[03:08.63] 10 or 11, held my first gun\n[03:11.43] First time I heard bricks, I was thinkin' construction\n[03:14.38] Until my 'migo plug from Mexico gave me my introduction\n[03:17.25] Now 16, gettin' them bricks for the 16\n[03:20.25] Was unwrapping bricks but now I'm rappin' bricks for 16\n[03:23.07] I was 17 ridin' in that Lexus on 20's\n[03:25.92] 18 and 19 payin' nothing over 20\n[03:28.81] And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is 252\n[03:31.61] If you know what that mean, you noticed it now\n[03:33.14] And if you don't, learn how to divide nigga\n[03:35.86] I'm talkin' bricks, no jump shots\n[03:38.72] I'm talking work, no punch clock!\n[03:40.42] I'm Yo Gotti!\n[03:43.23] Been a minute tryna hold my head and work this out\n[03:48.21] Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n[03:54.77] Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n[04:00.12] But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n[04:04.53] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[04:07.13] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[04:09.98] Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' bout\n[04:12.85] Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:15.89] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[04:18.64] Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n[04:21.70] Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' 'bout\n[04:24.47] Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n[04:27.48] From a brick, to a stone, from the stone, to the shone\n[04:29.88] If it shone, in the hood, then you know, that you good\n[04:32.80] From the powder, to the crack, from the crack, to the slums\n[04:36.04] Dealers, in the back, to the clappers, in the front\n[04:38.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Bricks (feat. 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turned a n— into a baller or a Davis shirt\n Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic\n Till I see my youngin' whippin', made me wish that I was flippin'\n Fuck this college, when n— out it's just dollar pitchin'\n 'Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got nothing but college tickets\n Bricks\n\n Been a minute tryna hold my head and work this out\n Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' bout\n Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Studio getting blowed\n Thinkin' I'm so glad that I can rap 'cause I can't move no dope\n But I do know a few niggas that did and a few niggas that still\n And a few niggas that's through are the few niggas that's dead\n Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say\n 'Cause local celebrities only 'bout a brick away\n N— used to whip 'em, he getting those from whippin' yay\n And you got no paper, you been so patient, come get some weight\n Sneaker boxes, you can see your progress\n And you weekend shoppin', show people your people poppin'\n I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience\n Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap\n Young nigga don't got no option\n From a brick, to a stone, turned a fiend, from a homie\n When the powder, turn to power, and the power, turn to dough\n Turning head, with yo whip, is it worth, what you did?\n If a brick, is a brick, through a brick, you can build\n From a brick to a stone, make a fiend for a homie\n Turn a cheek on a foe, turn a reef to a home\n Turn the powder, into power, and the power, turn to hoes\n If a brick is a brick, through a brick you can grow\n Build\n\n Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n Bricks, oh, oh, oh, oh\n It's only one way out\n\n 9 years old, feds lookin' for my moms\n 10 or 11, held my first gun\n First time I heard bricks, I was thinkin' construction\n Until my 'migo plug from Mexico gave me my introduction\n Now 16, gettin' them bricks for the 16\n Was unwrapping bricks but now I'm rappin' bricks for 16\n I was 17 ridin' in that Lexus on 20's\n 18 and 19 payin' nothing over 20\n And a thousand 8 grams divided by 4 is 252\n If you know what that mean, you noticed it now\n And if you don't, learn how to divide nigga\n I'm talkin' bricks, no jump shots\n I'm talking work, no punch clock!\n I'm Yo Gotti!\n\n Been a minute tryna hold my head and work this out\n Countin' numbers up in my head tryna build this house\n Mama told me if I made my bed then I gotta lay down\n But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth\n\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' bout\n Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas talkin' 'bout\n Bricks, it's all them niggas thinkin' 'bout\n Lil' niggas on the scene, ain't gotta dream it now\n\n From a brick, to a stone, from the stone, to the shone\n If it shone, in the hood, then you know, that you good\n From the powder, to the crack, from the crack, to the slums\n Dealers, in the back, to the clappers, in the front\n"}]