Lovekill - Willis

What do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten toes up if i get involved

Mess around with that slight of hand

But alas, you cannot fool me

It ain’t real if its picture perfect

Homie this is not a movie

What do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten feet deep if i get involved

She’s the one, don’t mean the easy one

Homie she’s the one to feel me

And after all, this shit is natural

I’m sayin how can lovin kill me?

How could this ever kill me if I’m really with the lovin and my baby really

feel me ahhhh ah

Fuck.

askin them questions I’ve had enough

Nothing is safe i don’t give fuck

Stomach doin knots up in my guts

The previous months have been rough

But i never been a bitch I’m actin tough.

tough

Really i could go really far

Really never been a city star

Young one turned 21

So i can go drink at the titty bar

And get fucked up by my damn self

Lost grips these hands held

Head wrong but you can’t tell

Where my demons go, I’m no angel

I mean angel

I’m reading off my lyrics at an angle.

my bad

Rappers sellin nothing in a package and label, why would you buy that?

dumbass

Really nothing matters and this shit is extra but they can’t be told

Real fake hustlers break no bank and make no dough

But I’m still tryna get this love, can’t nobody tell me no, i ain’t really

tryna break no mold

Love can give your soul power but when you lose love, the power can take yo soul

Come on world, what i do?

why you hate me so?

Gon and open this cold hole in my soul when its 8 below

Tell me what do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten toes up if i get involved

Mess around with that slight of hand

But alas, you cannot fool me

It ain’t real if its picture perfect

Homie this is not a movie

What do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten feet deep if i get involved

She’s the one, don’t mean the easy one

Homie she’s the one to feel me

And after all, this shit is natural

I’m sayin how can lovin kill me?

Four or five months after the fact, yeah I’m still rapping.

in fact

I be blasting a track, homie, no conscience, homie no concerts till we wrap

this in plastic

Mothafucka yeah i go batshit.

fuck it, go up on the stage, no practice

And bet i still spit a better 16 bar then these half ass bastards

Anyways, my shit been fucked up plenty ways

Still ain’t blow up yet, but I’m ready for the shit, it could really happen any

day

And when that day come, I’m taking my pay stub, and going to the mall and

buying plenty J’s

Man for real tho if i don’t have a pair of infrareds by this time next year

yall can run my fade

Jumpshots in the backyard.

young man heart broke but i act hard

Beat the buzzer wit da butter off da backboard.

me & oak smokin squares on the

back porch

Me & oak talkin life onna back porch.

thinking i was bout to cry on the back

porch

Felt like i wanted to die on the back porch.

i was really wondering why on the

back porch

Then i moved away.

to the land by the lake

And i chewed away.

at the clock, for the land wasn’t safe

And i knew i need a taste of the other side.

but everything remind me of

another time

And I’m thinking bout my baby with another guy.

and i wish that i could go into

another mind.

what do you see?

What do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten toes up if i get involved

Mess around with that slight of hand

But alas, you cannot fool me

It ain’t real if its picture perfect

Homie this is not a movie

What do you see.

in that crystal ball?

You ain’t gimme one wish at all

Ten toes down to the ground

Baby i could be ten feet deep if i get involved

She’s the one, don’t mean the easy one

Homie she’s the one to feel me

And after all, this shit is natural

I’m sayin how can lovin kill me?