Runnin' (feat. PRIMO)

Wishing you safe travels

But I must admit you

Runnin on my mind

No matter how hard you try

Certain people you

Just can't forget

I kept my grief sealed in an envelope

Tried to mail it to you

But all I got was a return to sender

Really Left me blue

What's a girl to do without you now?

It's crazy what I'd give to see your smile

But memories keep me going

Used to have so many bright ideas

Knew just what I wanted

Lately it's as simple as a good laugh

With a Drank in my cup

Guess I'm really growing up

A new song an old friend a call from kin

Was Searching for happiness that's really found within

Some would say is a waste of time

But I can't lie and act like I didn't need mine

Racing streetlights sweat dripping off me as I bike

Your stove was on

The smell of your cooking carried me home

Now that stove is mine

Or an air fryer sometimes

Things have a way of moving on

Wishing you safe travels

But I must admit you

Runnin on my mind I

No matter how hard you try

Certain people you just can't forget

Runnin on my mind

I kept my grief sealed in an envelope

And Tried to mail it to you

But all I got was a return to sender

Really Left me blue

Running on my mind like

Sha'Carri at LSU

Too scary to tell the truth

Bars I been spitting like **** behind em with stripes

And aint' talkin bout Tigers up in the zoo

I been so close to the fire like Tigers in Circuses

Jumpin' thru hella hoops

Look what I did for you

And I'd do it again

Guilt of survivor from losing my friends

Going on benders

Return to the sender

This message i'm trying to lend to my ****

They know what it is

Carrying shovels to dig up the skeletons

That we had buried up under the crib

Shorties be looking to fuck

But I really don't think I got one left to give

Okay

Granny passed away

Pops then lost his way

Mama always say, "Count yo blessings"

Boy you getting old

Need to save ya soul

"Sorry mama... i'm way too reckless"

My mind is running

A mile a minute

My time is limited

Smile is genuine

Eyes they water for martyrs

At least we all know death is imminent

If ever in troubled waters

Run to helm of the ship

Never gon steer you wrong

I want you to know that before you hop out of the whip

I walk in the Valley of Death

Like a Tiger in South Carolina

And i'll walk out that bitch with some Gold in my britches

Like SF 49ers

Wishing you safe travels but I must admit

No matter how hard you try

Certain people you just can't forget

Runnin Runnin on my mind