Lines in the Sand Lyrics

Why these niggas make me draw lines in the sand

When they already had the damn stick in their hand

You ain't making plans if you still run from your past

So I stand on mine like it's the greenest of grass

Some niggas doing numbers and some doing the dash

Some niggas in their bags some just dig in the trash

I see some new clowns they been It like it's tag

If you ain't catch that I'm really sick with no mask

She don't care to post she say hold me close

And she love my jokes I choke around her throat

She catch my attention when she screaming my name Colt

And she said my bars are hard to catch like soap pause

She said men ain't shit I just gave her hope

She just want some bread but some just want a loaf

Some just want attention but some just want a coat

But hoes do not get cold so do not call my phone

Niggas ask about me cause I'm something that they never seen

Not hard to find I'm hard to describe like an NFT

I feel like dirty Meek with the braids I'm just tryna chase a dream

My crew should of had matching chains the way my circle link

Plenty times that I done witnessed things and I ain't say a thing

I just hope to say I make a scene they do the same for me

I just had to keep my mouth shut and throw away the key

I done kept some folks out of danger and they don't know a thing

Shit is like how they say the shepherd's supposed to protect the sheep

If you know you know I don't care you disagree with me

See the thing with me I humbly never claimed I'm king

Before the 45 it's the C-O-L-T

Why these niggas make me draw lines in the sand

When they already had the damn stick in their hand

You ain't making plans if you still run from your past

So I stand on mine like it's the greenest of grass

Why these niggas make me draw lines in the sand

When they already had the damn stick in their hand

You ain't making plans if you still run from your past

So I stand on mine like it's the greenest of grass

I don't believe in taking breaks if you my way you think the same

I go to work then go to school then back to rap do it again

They don't respect you before you get all the glitz and all the glam

You not my homie you ain't even wish me luck on my exam

We from a place where everybody wanna get out

But when you get out say you just be doing it for clout

Type of place that plague your whole childhood with doubt

You got to motivate yourself and grind to make your family proud

I ain't got to buy my mom and pops a house

They got it on their own ain't ask nobody else for help

I feel like I've been grown since mama left me at the house

Shit I was home alone just setting traps around the couch

Some things build your character some things can just expose it

Like when you cheating on your bitch and everybody knows it

You gone be a real man and tell her how it's really goin

Or just keep it a secret and say how these hoes are hoing

I be judging niggas off they movements they ain't knowing

I don't give a fuck bout your new shoes or your new foreign

If you don't show some effort and reach out then I ain't going

I guess that explains why a nigga only got like four friends damn

Why these niggas make me draw lines in the sand

When they already had the damn stick in their hand

You ain't making plans if you still run from your past

So I stand on mine like it's the greenest of grass

Why these niggas make me draw lines in the sand

When they already had the damn stick in their hand

You ain't making plans if you still run from your past

So I stand on mine like it's the greenest of grass