Brick By Brick

[Intro: DJ Drama] (This Gangsta Grillz, you bastards) My therapist made me realize I have an addictive personality Thankfully, I'm addicted to putting on for the culture When it's all said and done I need y'all to tell 'em how I built this brick by brick DJ Drama [Verse 1: The Game] I'm the [?] Pablo on that roof I throw the powder in the air like Bron and just poof Get it out to the east and just too short loose The fentanyl like a slinky down a New York stoop I am legend: Owen Hanson, Ryan Wedding Even supply cookies and cream to the diabetics Connect said my money no good, you got credit The pick up in the Discord, the drop is on Reddit Now I'm playing Super Mario with the Sicarios Up and down the stairs for cardio inside the body-o I taught 'em all Pig Latin, that's how far we go White noise on black phones, scramble the audio We find veins and let the high take its course Nigga called 9-1-1, we take his Porsche We bring the vibe to the source with no remorse Knock a cocaine cowboy off his horse We ain't taking no stands and no courts And we ain't taking no losses and no shorts We push more keys than Scott Storch And if you short with the blow it's blowtorch [Interlude 1] Brick-brick by brick, brick by brick Brick-brick-brick, brick by brick Brick-brick by brick, brick by brick Machine, holla at 'em Gangsta [Verse 2: Conway the Machine] Yeah, we was in the trenches, we was product selling Told the plug I can't come get it, nah, you gotta mail it Ain't no fair ones, nigga I gotta shell it My name in these streets you cannot discredit Bought my first ounces hard, ain't know about a pot Uncle cooking in the kitchen said "Boy, you gotta watch Gotta pay attention so when you got a shot Nigga, you know what to do when you got a block" Got a white girl in Cali only shop on Rodeo Her nose like Tony in the block of that yayo Sniff, .357, it got the potato Couple young niggas with me that'll pop if I say so Niggas jumping over cars when I'm popping this Draco My cartel connect sent a box from Laredo My garage doors lift, a Rolls drive out Most of my hoes sniff 'til their nose dry out Probably just got a big load I'm finna buy out Machine [Interlude 2] Brick-brick by brick, brick by brick Brick-brick-brick, brick by brick Y'all know I do this shit for real [Verse 3: Benny the Butcher] I spoke about cocaine so much they thought I was crazy But I seen more coke than Richard Pryor in the 80's A young white girl my American beauty like Kevin Spacey Got her sniffing off the leather dashboard of my new Mercedes Let me relay this message to you, a kilo a sentence to you 'Cause in the States it's illegal if the government don't sell it to you Y'all little quarter ounce niggas ain't been exposed to shit (What's that?) Y'all used to clothes and kicks but we do boats and trips When y'all was struggling with that re-up, going broke and [?] I was pitching fresh out of federal prison quoting bricks You know the quickest way to street fame is seek 'caine And trap, or rap like N.W.A. piece Game whenever a beat's played Talking money taking off in a PJ I run my city, I got enough leeway to land this bitch on the freeway They asking before rap where did I get paid from (You know) Cocaine dealing, in the same city that Rick James from Let's go [Outro: DJ Drama] Hip-hop back [?] since you niggas [?] running bars like J-Kwon Don't let that go over your headtop Hahaha