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Anderson Rowe, rockin' Huarache flow
Talkin' trappin' ten to four, take a break from four to six
Start that bitch back up, this how you break down a brick

talkin rally fuck the ruling contrabaning 
I been pushin out the ally come on 

Sticks come with bricks 
Better watch your fuckin lips 
It get muddy

with the yardstick
Snuggle up or knuckles after dark, pick a path quick
Lard brick shallow fry rasher blister arm spit
Carnage at Carnac Def Valley

man, this is my year

Can't stop now, man, we came too far
Started in a group home, the shit was hard
Fast forward ten years, now we livin' large
Pullin'

money stack grow
Sipping white quiche with this tree shot how she bad so
She want a brick and is it worth it for some ass though
Like should I dub it

me and time racing

Money on my mind hypnotized by the grind I need a dollar for every minute passing me by building up my empire one brick at a time

dropping in them rovers
Feeling like a I'm a three leaf clover
I know you can't sense this odor
On my flesh and on my clothes, purple smoke
This shit bout

half of the price, make that shit nice

We go out to the club and then in, no prob
Then go out for a light and then in for the buzz
Then go out for a bud

is how I live
Yea I got real shootahs 
Down to flip a brick 

HOOK:
I don't do this for the fame naaaw
Imma do this for my family 
I don't do this for

pieces, my heart is there too

February hit me like a brick
I only just turned 26, and shit,
I'm already sick
God damn
This month is really tryna get

your ass smacked
Unky known ta hit the block with hella bricks he think he shaq
Me and Brody get to snappin' on this bitch, we back to back
I can't lie,

bricks for real


The money keep calling i gotta go and get it 
I cant even lie yea lil bitch i really miss you 
I been on a mission trynna get a million

Word play is on kamikazi
I be in the mazi
With my nigga Azi
About to flip a brick from some profi'
Oops I mean a profit
I grind like a skateboard trick

to snooze
Win, win, win, I don't know I feel the lose
Run off with a quarter could've built a brick fool

Five traps every year got the feds confused
Oh, you

Oh my god, Donnie
Okay, shout out to my homeboy, Shit, for making this song happen
He called up this bullshit and then Prod Donnie started asking
We

in my zapatos
Keep me a Glock for the opps yeah I got those
Need me a brick
Smokin GPoppa this shit got a kick
Smokin on Bape like what new opp is this

the mall and buy all the shoes
No chance back, can we hit em up, that's how we win the ball, all the shoes

I do this shit cause I never lose, all my niggas

gossip, cheap as chips
Brick wall, make it tall
You don't have to talk at all
I can text you anytime
Or make a call
We can talk shit, sing a bit
Hang out

believe in fairytales on this brick road
Saint Laurent wallet, only carry cards
My face get droopy off the pill like Saint Bernards
We still knocked them

Another brick in the wall at the top of it all 

Grand view till I fall not insured I asure better call saul flip the bird then walk it off

Got a tendency

1st Verse

Don’t play with my name 
Don’t play with my name
I’m popping my shit like I'm popping champagne 
First one awake and the last one to sleep

Sailing a ship
I talk to your lips
In a fit of panic
I'm it
Down for the trip
The yellow brick road and a little bit
Words I flip
No trick
No shit
Hotter

and a 30 in the FN
I just sold half a brick at the Weston
And my chopper got the answers, come and test me
It's a stolo if you see me in that Lexus
I'm

your poor or rich
Fortune favours the brave
No warning when I spit
Affording the hearts of the people for mourning my shit
Man, there is no forewarning