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Brick by Brick
Hip-Hop/Rap
Brick by Brick was released on January 23, 2026 by Lazelya Records as a part of the album Brick by Brick - Single
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Release DateJanuary 23, 2026
LabelLazelya Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM69

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lazelya
Lazelya
Performer
KrayDay & Jo$ephe
KrayDay & Jo$ephe
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Imam Aldamov
Imam Aldamov
Composer, Lyrics

Lyrics

[Intro]
Phone jumpin' off the dresser
Scale sittin' by the sink
Whole hood know my schedule
I don’t even gotta blink, yeah
[Verse 1]
Mama said "boy you stubborn"
I said "money make it make sense"
Bent rules, bent blocks, bent corners
Turned all that pressure to a payment
Back door deals in a parking lot
Dark tint, dark thoughts, dark grin
Every lil’ stain got a story
Every lil’ bag got a sin
Probation papers in the ashtray
Judge wrote my name like a threat
Homies got framed in a hallway
Cameras on the door, still a bet
Pulled up, trunk rattlin’, seat back
Wrist on flood, heart on cold
Whole crew came from the deep end
We the ones that never got told "go home"
[Chorus]
Brick by brick, I built this shit
Came from nothin', had to hit that lick
Whole life dirty, talk that slick
If I die tonight, I die rich, lil bitch
Brick by brick, I built this shit
Hands so bloody but the ice don’t drip
Whole block with me, we don’t switch
If I lose it all, I’m still that (still that)
[Verse 2]
Seen homies fold for a small bag
Seen uncles smoke what they just sold
Seen lil’ kids learnin’ gun sounds
Before they ever learnin’ self-control
Rap check cool but the street pay faster
Back end sticky like the seats in the trap
Plug talk sweet but the reaper talk louder
Every lil’ favor put a tag on your back
[low vocal register]
Got a Glock in the glove and a Glock in my brain
I been spinnin’ these blocks, I been spinnin’ my pain
Put a face on a shirt, put some ink on my name
If they catch me in court, I don’t ever explain
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[whispered vocals]
Phone on do not disturb
But the money still ring my line
Pop said "boy, that path too short"
I said "I just need more time"
[growled vocals]
More time, more grams, more risk
More friends turn fed, that twist
More holes in the wall from rage
More names I can’t say on stage
Written by: Imam Aldamov
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