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- Dat Boy Grace f/ Big T - Crumbs to Bricks Lyrics
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- (*talking*)
- Heeey what's up, it's Dat Boy Grace
- And Big T baby, huh
- Turning crumbs to bricks y'all, hey
- [Grace]
- I'm still huffing puffing hustling, going hard can't quit
- The only difference now it's legal, stacking chips pay legit
- Off the block in the studio, made to switching the haters
- Sorta like mash for my dreams, put it down finally made it
- No more running ducking dodging, I'm steady blasting and laughing
- Getting paid living laid, so Southside while I'm rapping
- My ends meeting strangers speaking, show respect cause I'm real
- A pad blesser pen pimper, going hard showing skills
- Oh yeah it's all in they face, it ain't no stopping the Grace
- Just lay the beat light up a sweet, and let me give em a taste
- I got these stacks on my mind, play with my pen writing rhymes
- Give it all I got make em body rock, I put it down everytime
- Head blown I'm in the zone, riding high smoking trees
- This for my G's stacking thees, coming down on 3's
- Keep making some'ing out of nothing, with the game figured out
- We turning crumbs into bricks, putting it down for the South
- [Hook: Big T - 2x]
- Turning crumbs to bricks, oooh
- I made a profit off caine but I done switched the game, now I'm balling crawling having thangs
- [Grace]
- A perfect world mistakes are made, gotta take the good with the bad
- Fix up my fuck up's and hush up, and put my mind on the cash
- Pick up the pace in my walking, and slow down all of the talking
- Fuck up some bite and quit barking, keep rolling up and keep sparking
- Done paid my dues I roll and choose, hold my head and got smarter
- Went from a rage in the cage, to hitting the stage for a quarter
- Stack to stack I'm wrecking dats, rocking shows and they packed
- With a bigger figga bigger picture, switched from crack to dats
- Time to put it all on the line, my skills inclined in rhyme
- The S.U.C. vet'll wreck, and break em down everytime
- I sign my name on the line, G-R-A-C-E
- Congratulated we waited, but now they got to feel me
- Straighten out the profit quick, now watch the crumbs turn to bricks
- With every hit another lick, stacking chips pay legit
- Street game to rap game, I switched up on them haters
- Dope house to major sto's, worldwide money maker
- [Hook - 2x]
- [Grace]
- No more nickels and dimes, I'm writing rhymes for mine
- I peeped the game while doing time, came home with a grind
- It's time to shine and blind, and represent big stacks
- Across the map the shows packed, by acting bad on tracks
- I'm shown love in the club, known from the freestyle dubs
- With Screw-U wrecking mics, dranking Sprite and it's mud
- Riding high kiluminatti, underground on status
- Screwed Up Click cream of the crop, and I'll be one of the baddest
- Stacking cabbage living lavish, watch my profit get bigger
- Bit off some bricks with some crumb, and painted much clearer picture
- A 3rd Coast mob figga, syrup sipper in the do'
- Come from the land of candy swanging, banging on 84's
- Popping trunk and blowing skunk, writing it down getting crunk
- But for the punks they pulling stunts, releasing game over funk
- The deal's done game over, mix the syrup with the soda
- That prove I'm colder thinking thoeder, sober down and move over
- [Hook - 3x]
- [Big T]
- I'm coming down coming down, coming down-down
- Coming down coming down, coming down-down
- Coming down coming down, chop-chop-chop
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