Br1ck$

I've been alone always stackin' my chips
Tap in with me we go half on a brick
In a few days we gon' double that shit
Been on a mission since I lost my bitch
Back to the cut and I ain't coming home
Till I move all of this work on the phone
I've been so low but Solo on the go
I can't go back to pinchin' being broke
My gun be B.I.G I'm ridin' with Faith
Mac on my ass like my last name was Dre
I take that blunt to my muhfuckin' frame
Tony Montana with scars on my face
He actin' fruity
So we took his QP
The P's and the money split that with my gang
My nuts gon' hang for the chain that gon' swang
Even if that means that we spreading your name
2 bricks I need for this shit cuz I can't fuck with rap niggas
2 sticks no industry shit you can get clapped nigga
Bags under both of my eyes chasin' a bag nigga
Lord I've been hustlin' all night and I got no damn feelings

I got no damn feelings
Lord I've been hustlin' all night I got no damn feelings
2 bricks I need fuck this cuz I can't fuck with rap niggas
2 sticks no industry shit you can clapped nigga
Bags under both of my eyes chasin' a bag nigga
Lord I've been hustlin' all night I got no damn feelings
Bags under both of my eyes chasin' a bag nigga
Lord I've been hustlin' all night I got no damn feelings