BRICK AFTER - Nigel Sylvester, Stove God Cooks & CHELLO: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

Nigel Sylvester, Stove God Cooks & CHELLO

BRICK AFTER

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Hip-Hop/Rap

BRICK AFTER was released on April 17, 2026 by Laurelton Parkway LLC as a part of the album BRICK AFTER - Single

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Stove God Cooks

Stove God Cooks

Rap

CHELLO

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Aaron Scott

Songwriter

Marcello Paul

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Nigel Sylvester

Nigel Sylvester

Executive Producer

Conductor Williams

Conductor Williams

Producer

Al Hug

Co-Producer

Ruck P

Co-Producer

Rodrigo Barahona

Rodrigo Barahona

Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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Yo Nigel!

Conductor!

Tell em you got that bar spin from me

I used to spin that foggy water the same way!

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

Being broke was a joke, we was dreaming through the laughter

Now I got the culture on my back

Put so much time in, my Rollie need a nap

Brick after brick the brick then the brick after

I told my momma I was gon' be this, you can ask her

Now I got the culture on my back

I put so much time in, my Patek need a nap

They still chasing the last ones

Heavy is the hand that carry the Louis bags up

The first brick opened the door but you not a master

Until you can cook it with your eyes closed, backwards

Now you ready for the brick after

You know I'm brick made

Climbed out the kitchen but I landed on the big stage

Jordan with the whip game, cooking with my tongue out

The spot flew hot but we running 'til the plug out

That shit saved me

The water get to spinning

And it fade away soon as I come back, let's get paid

Drop two, three O's in, came out with six rings

I really did things

Three hundred karats in a big chain

Rolls Royce switch lanes, almost went insane

No gloves, it's in my system, bitch, I piss 'caine

The game changed from the powder to the vein

**** on the bench talking like they in the game

Tell 'em I really footprint ye, and I never hated

Shit, I can't believe I made it

Was MVP in the trap, then they raided

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

Being broke was a joke, we was dreaming through the laughter

Now I got the culture on my back

Put so much time in, my Rollie need a nap

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

I told my momma I was gon' be this, you can ask her

Now I got the culture on my back

I put so much time in, my Patek need a nap

They still chasing the last ones

Heavy is the hand that carry the Louis bags up (Uh)

The first brick opened the door but you not a master (Yo)

Until you can cook it with your eyes closed, backwards (Chello, ****)

Now you ready for the brick after

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

This the school of hard knocks, these **** wanna skip classes

This shit classic

Homie wanted a brick, I had a half hit and half that I didn't and mix-matched 'em

I built this on the pavement from grandma's driveway to them stages

Told momma "Retire, your boy made it"

Got a fish scale fragrance

Flip phone jakin’ so its potential, saw a front when he came to get, I'm their favorite

Triple platinum Pyrex, spin it, make a nine stretch

And jump to thirteen, I four it better like a side bet

Nigel's on, Tom sweats, Presi with the time set

Kitchen in the spot, straight up Architectural Digest

I digress, different kind of a twist with this shit

Can't name me a corner that we gon' miss with this shit

From the trench to the sticks, and the mixer legit

This strictly for the **** that built it brick after brick after...

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

Being broke was a joke, we was dreaming through the laughter

Now I got the culture on my back

Put so much time in, my Rollie need a nap

Brick after brick, the brick then the brick after

I told my momma I was gon' be this, you can ask her

Now I got the culture on my back

I put so much time in, my Patek need a nap

They still chasing the last ones

Heavy is the hand that carry the Louis bags up

The first brick opened the door but you not a master

Until you can cook it with your eyes closed, backwards

Now you ready for the brick after

Written by: Aaron Scott, Marcello Paul

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