Lyrics:
ain’t got no ceiling
Keep’s building brick by brick
Hard to describe this feeling
I’ll never know
How You made a house out of bones
Now my lonely hearts
be Carol City
Black Dollar, I wanna buy a house on every block
Build one bigger than Dolphin Stadium, young nigga watch
Captain Crabs AK shells,
All for one or are we all alone
Brick by brick, it's a house built on lies
Because illusion is easy to young adoring eyes
It's not hard to see
I'm a army all by myself
A soldier if nothing else
A outlaw and I want it all (and I want it all)
Them O.G.s that brought us up
Them young boys
You're a few sandwiches short of a picnic,
You're a few bricks short of a house,
And sometimes it's hard to believe it,
The shit that comes a rollin'
day and over night I'm looking for something else
Brick by brick I'm gonna tear down the walls to my house
Afraid of that afraid of this but not
lived it by the way
Stay on it by the way, I want it by the way
Take it to your momma's momma house
Where everybody stay, where everybody sleep
Leave
We've both got scars that need repair
Like old houses needing tender care
Hand in hand we'll mend these souls
Brick by brick we'll reach our goals
My
sweet home, where I belong,
Brick by brick, it’s standing strong,
From the ground up to the sky,
This property’s my piece of paradise.
[Verse 2]
Windows
involved from a far, affected by the street laws
Concrete walls, not even earthquakes could shake them brick walls
Nick's and garden projects this is me
the goddamn house (run in)
Sticks on the motherfuckin' couch (sticks)
Bricks in the wall and the owl (bricks)
Clean it up, clean it up now (clean it up)
the sky
Standing by her side
Such a brave girl
Who did not wanna wait
She became a strong girl
cnd started to build her own world
Brick by brick
She never
gleaming
To Anna's house we're losing soon
A place is owned by living through
The sacred space where I learnt to be true
She loved me first out loud in
when I whip, my supply is good
The man behind the bricks, I'm supplyin' the hood
Catch bodies like Pistol Pete passes on the wood
Benz parked by
this house, we pray before we eat
Say I love you before we sleep
And watch football after Sunday service
It's more than bricks and bones, yeah
With
crazy
30 chains on me
10 million on me
Yea, yea
I'm in the studio with my Cali nigga
In the drug house, kickin' baless with Bally's nigga
In
like I'm motherfucking Zimmerman
Turn around and lose pounds like I'm fucking Timbaland
And by pounds I mean, give it till he cop brick like a wall
[Hook by Blam]
This is sumtn' 4 urrbody get yo' hands up
On the grind, money on yo' mind get yo' grands up
If you on top getting hella guap stand up
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
Quarter mil' in the hood, a nigga buyin' them sticks
Half a mil' to my man, he's bendin', playin' with bricks
Bought a purse for a ho, bought a house for
And I'll be back by mornin'
Whip the bricks until your back side's soarin'
I just bust the AP, that's a fact, mind's water for my bracelet
Dropped twenty
so sophisticated
Finance related, you graduated
To the next level in the game, wearing my name
Bad little brick-house, go and do that thing
[Eve]
pinching
Grifting, grifting, grifting
Keeping off the radar
Ripping off what they are
House of guilded swindlers
Brick by brick, unbuild them
Grift
Another watch, another chain, the last thing a nigga need
Swear to God, couple right by the night stand
Clip my half a hundred, fill a case another
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