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shit
Sharp like the razor top and brick
Get the party lit
Lush get crushed like cigar split
Feel it through your spine, I'm the sickest you'll find

the grip
For all the years I never had sh*t
Self made, I built this brick by brick
No gimmicks, no tricks all I had to do was
Backflip over my hurdles like

switch
But two years later
Bitch I'm rich
Brick by brick
Built this shit and never quit
On my grind I ain't have shit
In my 30's bitch I'm lit bitch I'm

boss in charge like a battery
How you got salt in yo arteries
You do assaults we do battery’s
Paint my walls
Brick by brick
Flip that shit
I'm a
Pusha

listen bitch I want it all
See me pull up! pull up! pull up! with em' fast cars (Vroom)
Stack that shit up till we live in a brick house
We gon' live in

door kicked
You go to war with
Other crews over bullshit
Hells at your doorstep
Yea
Twelve at your door step
Yea I don't know shit
Tryna build a lost

STK, huh
On that shit
Ballin'
I'm ballin'
(Bricks On The Beat)

Bitch I might be ballin' 
Bitch I might be fuckin' ballin'
Bitch I might be hoopin'

me down, must’ve skipped that episode.
Taste defeat right where you stand, that shit is sketched in stone.
To flip bricks was a duty I never witnessed.

a boss
99, mama fine
Ever since she left earth I been in mine
Spaceship, A-shit, you niggas is lames, bitch

Quarter brick I play with 9, deuce the gang,

to' morado
Raperos talking shit, quieren probar el pastel
Esas zorras se me pegan solo por el interés
Bitches yo ya tengo muchas solo busco una mujer

20 on my wrist
It's more than your whip
Long money, no bands, only bricks
This my shit, this be bang
This party is a problem and
This bitch already

some niggas flipping bricks
I got some niggas popping they shit
I'm the type nigga, pop all my shit
Oxycodone yeah I can't feel shit
Woah
Woah
Woah
Me

Trials Of Love

Prodigy

H.N.I.C.

2000

and everything you own nigga
You got a lotta nerve, nigga
I should throw a brick through your shit, fuck your whips
It ain't about that, it's about you givin'

me
Thats why Im on this dope shit
Look

These niggas 
I aint nothing like these niggas
See they aint got no drive Im tryna succeed nigga
So please

gon break
I don't need approval
That some shit I won't chase
Only bricks you touch
Are the shots you can't make
You claim the block I say fake
You

a brick
Uncle be toting the 40 and all of the sticks
And he told me as a youngin if you ever gotta problem know I’m wit the shits
So I just been doing my

Move bricks? Nah
Bitch, I move the bars
Shoot shit? Nah
Bitch, I shoot for stars
Dead accurate, right on the bullseye
Pull Kyle strings and you will lose

bars we on heat time
I'm flipping just and making chips
Let's go ahead n race some shit
Hands clean when I face a brick
Face a jay what shit is laced

the name will ring
It's no misses ( Mrs ) on my shit
Ain't gotta stick my brick
But I'm Kareem
If You intervene between this shit
It ain't sweet for shit

on the gram, watch that shit get sprayed
In the kitchen cutting bricks, I ain't sleep in seven days
Tell the truth, I'm tryna get paid seven ways nigga
Then we

the ropes I'm on some boxing shit
Shorty ringing back to back and she got a man I aint tripping
Bout to block the bitch Bout the brick like Waka shit
If he

they after me and shit (I think they after me)
That's some aforementioned shit (uh)
Fuck you, bullet in a brick
Clowned up, bitch, yeah told you so sick

but she ready now
Yeahhh, she ready now

Them hollow bullets tumble thru the crib flip the place around
My plug sending bricks ion say shit but

depressed
But now I rap the same shit that made
Me stuff a quarter-brick in my vest
You know the strange shit is you up and left
Couldn't get that shit off my