Runaway Girl

She’s so fascinated by my ways/
She’s so fascinated by my pain/
Runaway girl, it’s not to late/
You can feel love, feel love again/
You so fascinating/
Look like a fashion statement/
But walk around half sedated/
Does your mama know your ass is faded/
In the back of the van, you naked/
You so activated/
You so captivating/
I assume that your man is hating/
Tweeting nudes for some validation/
And your IG: handle, nameless/
You like acting dangerous/
You want a man that’s famous/
Huh, have some patience/
You so animated/
You so amped to make it/
But girl you’re trapped in fake shit/
You so ratchet lately/
You been acting crazy/
You lack passion baby/
You skip classes daily/
She’s so fascinated by my ways/
She’s so fascinated by my pain/
Runaway girl, it’s not to late/
You can feel love, feel love again/
See I know feel lonely/
I hear your soul screaming out «hold me"/
I know your mind is thinking «they told me"/
I know the things you thinking ain’t holy/
If they there in good times
And good times only/
Then baby girl them your not homies/
If mama talking, then you listen up closely/
I know you got a heart, baby can you show me/
Open up slowly, a lota niggahs is phoney/
God is probably thinking, baby ‘phone me'/
See that airtime baby, it don’t need a phone see/
Remember you’re a gift not a trophy (X3)
She’s so fascinated by my ways/
She’s so fascinated by my fade/
Runaway girl, it’s not to late/
You can feel love, feel love again/
Verse 3: (KLY)
Someone / told her/ her life’s wrong
She ain’t believe it, no
Talking bout that she just
Needed / one more / fuck then she can move on
I’ll be fair girl I can’t judge you
I hope that you find a good nigga to love you cause
They stole her love no
They broke her heart no
She’s scared to love oh
I don’t blame you, I understand