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brickz - brick life lyrics

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it’s bricks n-gg-

it be them n-gg-s that you f-ck wit

that support you when you up

when you down

ain’t no n-gg- in ya sight that could be found

they some clowns

all these n-gg-s wanna do is joke around

i’m bout my bread

mama said keep several hats up on my head

that’s what i did

at 15 i was scannin n-gg-s out

around at kings

half the n-gg-s that i worked wit were some fiends

wasn’t meant for me

so i had to drop that lil check

money hungry

i was starving for them greens up in my vest

started trappin

money flow was comin in

no doubt about it

changed my style

never switched up and i put that on my mama

n-gg-s talkin greasy

ion pay you f-ck n-gg-s attention

try to run down

on the back of a carton you gon be missin

always eatin

i ain’t never have a silver spoon to eat wit

few years back

had no chedda

had to run it up and grip it

mental changed

but been the same real n-gg- from day 1

nowadays i be spendin all this chedda just for fun

me and my n-gg-s

we just tryna be some rich folks

bread was on my mind

sittin in the crib and i was broke

found ways to make money

always was the greedy type of n-gg-

and i love to eat

so i had to run me up some figures

had no guidance

had to learn how to stand on my 2 feet

had no father

never had a real man there that could teach

never took a handout

searched this world til i found me

when i found myself

i realized what i was destined to be

that’s the money way

i’m just tryna stack me up some k’s

won’t work 9 to 5

friday n-gg-s barely gettin paid

you tokin on weak

i could always hear what you sayin

i’m smoking that gas

rollin up thonkies

what you sayin

i stay in the cut

but never posted up on the block

where i live

you ain’t worried bout getting yo -ss popped

where i’m from

if you off ya block ya body gettin dropped

or they run down

strip you naked

all you left wit is some socks

called bricks for a reason

ont be mad when i take ya b-tch

humble n-gg-

if you cross that line

ya dome is gettin split

went from wearin nikes

now a 23 on all my kicks

went from bein broke

now my bread be weighin down my pants

when i turned 16

i picked me up some paper and a pen

it was off and on

now i’m dedicated to this sh-t

my pain in my music

ion wanna sit and talk about it

if you ain’t talkin about

then ma n-gg-s disregard it

in the german whip

hit the gas

my audi do the dash

when n-gg-s be sleepin

i be up countin up the cash

know a lot of n-gg-s

that be still livin in the past

them p-ssy boy heads

gettin filled up with h-lla gas

ya b-tch love it

when i dog it with my thumb up in her -ss

ya main b-tch

said ya stroke game was a f

i gotta p-ss

any n-gg- touch family

yo -ss is gettin f-ckin blast

24 on the court

shake n bake

im always in my bag

n-gg-

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