[Intro]
Ayy it is cold out here

[Chorus]
Ayy, I got a bone to pick
We got a street to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah
We had to pick the bone yeah yeah
They know the clique we on yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Dimone yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah
We here

[Verse 1]
Hop out the sprinter van
We in the motherland
Made it from sticks and stones
I can’t depend on another man
Giving a helping hand
As i unravel the rubber band, huh
I from the corner
Deep in Lithonia
Livin the Master plan
Aye yah, thought it was easy ‘til I got caught in the avalanche
Aye yah, sittin’ on top of the tree, but I still had to branch
Aye yah, used to be starvin’ Marvin, making my belly dance
Aye yah, used to go stand alone now I’m in another stance
Alford rd, got it on Alford rd
We had to learn the code
Told us to never fold yeah
We got a house to hold
I thought it would never get old
I had an episode
Now I got faith on overload yeah
[Chorus]

I got a bone to pick
We got a street to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah
We had to pick the bone yeah yeah
They know the clique we on yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Dimone yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah

[Verse 2]
Back in the building
They know what time it is
Still on the climb you dig
Oh what a feeling
I know they love the kid
Front of the line you dig
Life is a test
We had to pop the quiz
Gave me a sign you did
Follow the yellow brick road to see the Wiz
When you see me out in public
I ain't alone, at least a dozen
I know its meant to be
But when I feel down, I'm missing my cousin
They know we never gon fumble
Guess I'm a bumble now that we buzzin
Maybe that's why they tryna throw shots at the gang all of the sudden
Aye, word on the street is that we makin a cinemax, well it’s the truth
Every lil word that I'm sayin is bigger than facts, look at the proof
Comin to me for sauce, feel like Im drippin the fountain of youth
Yessir we on the attic the ceiling the roof, guess what I got
[Chorus]
I got a bone to pick
We got a street to fix
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones
Yeah, I got a point to make
I got a bank to break
Made it from sticks and stones
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah
We had to pick the bone yeah yeah
They know the clique we on yeah yeah
Feeling like Vic Damone yeah yeah
Made it from sticks and stones yeah yeah