| Drawin' symbols in the sand 'til my pain gone, baby
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| Movin' onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| This is the sound…
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| They say Kentrell got a baby, he ain’t nothin' but thirteen
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| They told me that he needed love, he couldn’t pay for what he need
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| They said he said he don’t feel love and he so caught in these streets
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| They say he plottin' to kill himself because he just wanna leave
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| Plus he ain’t happy with himself 'cause what he want he can’t keep
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| He feel like he won’t make it out because his problems too deep
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| He had a shootout in the south, his friend got hit with that heat
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| He startin' to have some crazy thoughts, he put tattoo’s on his sleeve
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| He got one tatted by his eye, it symbolizes Nene
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| He swear to never tell no lie 'cause that’s not what he believe
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| He keep a pistol when he ride but still feel like he gon' leave
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| They say that girl not on his side because he gave her herpes
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| They say he drawin' symbols in the sand 'til his pain gone, baby
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| They say he movin' onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| They say he drawin' symbols in the sand 'til his pain gone, baby
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| They say he movin' onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| They say his miss just walked in on him, he was playin' with some fire
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| They say he mentioned to his nigga he might blow out his mind
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| Say he been lookin' real suspicious, they can tell he been cryin'
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| They say he steady waiting on somethin', he keep his eyes on the time
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| They hear the headphones on his head playin' Luther Vandross, baby
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| They read his wall it was written up in hand he got a dead soul, baby
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| They say he headed onto the land to hear his grandma talk, baby
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| He said they don’t understand who I am, they all think I’m goin' crazy
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| They say he headed onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| They say he drawin' symbols in the sand 'til his pain gone, baby
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| I say I’m drawin' symbols in the sand 'til my pain gone, baby
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| I say I’m headed onto the land where the gate close, yeah
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| They say go get that out his hand, he on the porch with a choppa
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| They say he took like 7 Xans, he say he’s helpin' his problems
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| He say he cannot trust a girl, he got no love for his momma
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| And he got used while he was up, he feel he back at the bottom
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| They say his body actin' up, he don’t want go to the doctor
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| They say they see he givin' up, he don’t want no talk 'bout no dollar
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| His only trust is for to run cause his past gon' follow
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| They say this nigga dressin' crazy, he won’t put down his collar
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| They say he headed onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| They say he drawin' symbols in the sand 'til his pain gone, baby
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| I say I’m drawin' symbols in the sand 'til my pain gone, baby
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| I say I’m headed onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| (Drawin' symbols in the sand 'til the pain gone, baby
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| This is the sound…
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| Movin' onto the land where the gate close, baby
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| I say I’m drawin' symbols in the sand 'til my pain gone, baby
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| I say I’m headed onto the land where the gate close, baby) |