Bricks Lyrics - Lyfe Jennings

From a brick to a stone, does a feign have a soul? (Oh, Oh) 

As a kid need a goal, the powder's made of gold (Oh, Oh, Oh) 

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 

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive 

Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs 

Bricks build, buildings build, houses build neighborhoods 

Better ripped than turned into a baller or a Davis shirt 

Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic 

Tryna see my gang and whippin' made me wish that I was flippin' 

This college went out of his dollar pension 

Cause after 4 or 5 you don't have nothing but college tickets 

But them 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 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 

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 

Look, little niggas will shoot you, they got nothing to say 

Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away 

If you still 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 shoppin', show people no people problem 

I can see the problem, you nigga don't have no conscience 

Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap 

Young nigga don't have no options 

From a brick, to a stone, tryna feed for my homie 

From 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, got a feign for a homie 

Turn 2 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 throw 

Bricks 

(It's only one way out) 

Nine years old, feds lookin' 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, gettin' 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 talkin' work, no punch clocks! 

But them niggas tryna hold my head and work this out 

Countin' 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 

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