Killa - Ryan Caraveo

Left me stranded and embarrassed\nI watch you parachute before my very eyes, walked in on you fuckin' him\nI could tell it wasn’t the first time but at least it clarified\nI don’t have to wonder if we’ll love again\nYou were my happy place\nI was your placeholder\nYou were my .38\nThe way you stay loaded\nJust in case I cannot take it here\nSorry I’m not famous, dear\nNot like you, not like you\nYou well on your way\nYou turned me into a killa\nMy walls so high, I can’t feel ya\nMy walls so high, I can’t feel ya\nYou turned me into a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nOh, oh-h\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nNow my heart’s on murder mode\nWhat are second chances? I ain’t never heard of those\nDon’t come around me like you knew me\n'Cause the version that you know died four or five years ago\nI am so cold, I’m so icy\nFuck my emotions, I’m not a Pisces\nSince you left me, I’ve been stacking my options\nGot so many options it looks like an IPL\nStay back, leave\nShut up with yo fake ass, please\nWho that gettin' payback, sheesh\nHey now, hold up, wait that’s me\nNow you wanna cuff me like a criminal\nEnd of the line’s that way about twenty miles\nYou must not know 'cause it’s been a while\nI’m not a sweetheart, baby, I’m a killa now\nYou turned me into a killa\nMy walls so high, I can’t feel ya\nMy walls so high, I can’t feel ya\nYou turned me into a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nOh, oh-h\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa\nOh, oh-h\nNow I’m a killa\nYou’ve made me a killa\nNow I’m a killa