Lost Girl

Everything you done is mad rushed
When it started girl you got a head rush
And I can feel it you don't like to wait, nah
You gon get it and you probably can
You wanna, pick prices then cop it
It's a rule what up, you let the guys covet
Got a broer but uhm, you let the guys covert
Caught a flu yet uhm, you flirting with Covid
You a lost one

You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl

Sittin on a promise I see it don't mean shit
And I'm hintin on your boyfriend
Tell me you don't miss him
Girl you chili red
Get what you want with that pretty face
And I stare at you long thinking, give me break
And you stare at me back thinking, steamy head
Oh
You young and restless, stop it
And you calm but you giving me toxic
Cause you changing your mind with the clock tick
You a lost girl

You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl

You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl

You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl

Nigga why you bitch up
Hit the switch up
Boy speak up
And sow all these thoughts on these beats
Before you meet the reaper
If you conquered then you saw
Real niggas heard my pain
And told me tell us more
I'll serve them more
About ties that I severed or
The ones I still get to adorn
On a gold platter
Hit the gold medal
From a wooden spoon
Wooden mic
'Til I thought I never needed autotune
Let me clear the room
The girl I thought was the love of my life
Turned into vinegar in a wound
Guilt tripping when I left her
'Cause she started cutting
Go Gina I'm damn near becoming Martin
Scorsese not Lawrence I just cut it
All peace though it's still love we departed
But you a lost girl

You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time of your innocence
You a lost girl
You running, running shorty
You a lost girl
And you stuck at a time