Wale - Bricks lyrics

[Intro: Wale] From a brick to a stone, does a fiend have a soul? Does a kid need a goal if powder's made of gold? [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 n***as that did and a few n***as that still And a few n***as that's through, are the few n***as that's dead.. [Verse 1: Wale] So f** 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 n***a to a baller or a dated shirt Understated to say it hurts, I was optimistic Till I seen my youngin' whippin' made me wish that I was flippin' f** this college when n***as out it's just dollar pitchin' Cause after 4 or 5 you don't got nothing but college tickets Bricks [Hook: Lyfe Jennings & Wale] But them n***as tryna hold my head and work this out Counting numbers up in my head tryna build this house Mama told me if I make my bed then I gotta lay down But I never seem to keep these words all up out my mouth Bricks, it's all them n***as talkin bout Bricks, it's all them n***as talkin bout Bricks, it's all them n***as thinkin bout Little n***as 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 n***as that did and a few n***as that still And a few n***as that's through, are the few n***as that's dead.. [Verse 2: Wale] Look, little n***as'll shoot you, they got nothing to say Cause local celebrities only bout a brick away n***as 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 n***a don't like no conscience Can't shoot, can't dribble, can't rap, young n***a don't got no options From a brick, to a stone, turned a fiend, from a 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 through a brick you can build From a brick to a stone, make a fiend for a homie Turn a cheek on a foe, turn a reef to a home Turn the powder, into power, and the power turn to hoes If a brick is a brick, through a brick you can grow [Interlude] Bricks (ohh, ohh ohh ohh) Bricks, (ohh, ohh ohh ohh) Bricks, (ohh, ohh ohh ohh) Bricks (ohh, ohh ohh ohh) 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 Was unwrapping bricks but now I'm rappin' 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 n***a I'm talkin' bricks, no jump shots I'm talking work, no punch clock! I'm Yo Gotti! I Am! Chea [Hook] From a brick to a stone from the stone to the shone If it shone in the hood, then you know that you good From the powder to the crack from the crack to the slums Dealers in the back to the clappers in the front