Bricks & Mortar

[Intro]

Gang

Gang, gang, gang

Yeah, ah, gang

[Verse 1]

Bricks and mortar, sticks and quarters, I used to move the lock

I had to move with mops, and turn out through the rock (of course)

Sticks get sorted, it's important, we go shoot the opps (grr, baow)

'Cause we can't take a loss, do that and break him off (yeah) (yo)

Bricks and mortar, now we're building bricks and water (yeah, yeah)

Grip that sauna, but the AK makes shit awkward

Still taking orders in the sauna, I can't get no breaks

Six laps of flake, I thought I'd wrap the tape

[Verse 2]

Hey, when they're talking wicked, I see them outside, they're timid

I put the Pyrex in for a minutе, look, you see it swimming

Raise point of Cuban, shining a dollar, stupid

Still don't confuse it, I'm still not to use it

Sticks gеt bored and used for war and stored away for them rainy days

Opps get rolled, no tailor-made, in jail, get cut with a razor blade

[Verse 3]

They already know about me on the field 'cause I ain't on the wing like Taylor May

E2R, let's see what them haters say, come through like Clark and save the day

Aimed at tryna fry some hats, bad luck if your tie is flat

No typing chats, we been tryna make him twitch, no kites to nap

If lil' brody's getting a call-up, pulling up shiesty, swinging his forearm

Don't come back, let some get sore up

Life ain't nothing but bricks and mortar

[Chorus]

Bricks and mortar, sticks and quarters, I used to move the lock

I had to move with mops, and turn out through the rock (of course)

Sticks get sorted, it's important, we go shoot the opps (grr, baow)

'Cause we can't take a loss, do that and break him off

[Verse 4]

If I don't answer her, she thinking that I'm outside cheating

But I'm on the block, my opps are sounding like my tire screeching

I've got both hands on the wheel, it sound like no one's breathing

Like my team is full of demons, pull up and your door get breaching

Don't make me repeat it, it's gon' be more than I'm beating

If you're taking Liam Neeson, Polish call me winner, sneezing, baow!

[Verse 5]

Crime rate increasing back when it was soccer season

Now my young guys ride out on that side, and they don't need a reason

I'm hearing they're tryna ride out on the gang, but I ain't impressed

Got us in my veins, now we ain't the same, I cannot be stressed

Just laid up the hottie, was spinning it

If it's water we're talking, we're winning it

[Verse 6]

Like how many opps have tried their luck and how many got trapped by the end of it

Kitchens and Nescaes, I want them mad days, I'm never calling a truce

But I can't say the same for that hooligan, so I tell everybody the truth

Festival X, summer of 2190 was calling for beats

But the only thing I ever wanted was beef

Fuck that shit, hop on the street

[Outro / Chorus]

Bricks and mortar, sticks and quarters, I used to move the lock

I had to move with mops, and turn out through the rock (of course)

Sticks get sorted, it's important, we go shoot the opps (grr, baow)

'Cause we can't take a loss, do that and break him off (yeah)

Bricks and mortar, sticks and quarters, I used to move the lock

I had to move with mops, and turn out through the rock (of course)

Sticks get sorted, it's important, we go shoot the opps (grr, baow)

'Cause we can't take a loss, do that and break him off (yeah)