Brick By Brick

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And I wonder what it would take to see things with different eyes, I say it’s ok but I lied, I walk through life with a new disguse (ay) Mask on the face, I try I Wish I could rewind, back in time Would’ve picked up a different dime Maybe Would’ve queued up in a different line Look I don’t mean to be moody It’s not my fault that the world moves booky Don’t care bout the way that they view me The way that they did me, don’t ever do me Look I don’t mean to be moody Here in my young days up in uni days that I feel like life gets gloomy I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy Step on the gas and I make it go vroom Don’t stop, press play, resume They ask me Vee why’d you do music I knew my path since up in the womb Came out the belly singing like Mariah Been 19 years, I don’t tire Said I won’t make it bitch was a liar My bars, they don’t expire Look I don’t mean to be moody It’s not my fault that the world moves booky Don’t care bout the way that they view me The way that they did me, don’t ever do me Look I don’t mean to be moody Here in my young days up in uni days that I feel like life gets gloomy I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy Bro see me clock in “It’s your time, it’s your year now” Make the cannon dem slap with the Gunners My bros been told so we’re making them hear now Switch up, bring kwalas to your dome Got her screaming my name so they know that I’m here now Flows to cold, bae saying she miss me 024 bros steering the spear round straight cash flow through the car view rear now Samz on his head make a bitch boy honoured My nigga put faith in the kitchen cling “JR guys still talk on your name” Then its gonna be snap with the kitchen ching Ain’t gonna stop cause my hearts fully in And my minds at ease with this music thing Ps to my Pops n my bros dem too Cause the whole of the team love getting it in The ting gets mad if I pass it to shoski He ain’t like that, stop all the talking Is he ever gonna really gonna ride for his broski The bully man make it slap no boasy Said he’s on me then you might aswell show me No cap nigga She call me a cool kid Soon on stage spitting facts like loski PYD better protect your doley I don’t mean to be moody It’s not my fault that the world moves booky Don’t care bout the way that they view me The way that they did me, don’t ever do me Look I don’t mean to be moody Here in my young days up in uni days that I feel like life gets gloomy I just hop in the 4 door, bright pink juicy They ask me how did I do it How did I build it Brick by brick The fakes ones didn’t believe in me But the real ones know what it is But the real ones know what it is