Emotional Killer
Cor-Cor-Cor Mill
Ayy, ayy
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
They know I'm a smacker, that ploy been a stabber
Seen too much young shit, turnt to my savage
Put a opp in the dirt just to find my place
Broke down inside with a smirk on my face
Love my bitch, I don't know how to show it
Get her designer for all of her clothing
But she still broke and like bust shit down
Try to blow a nigga down, you got me in the house
You never around, keep killin' niggas now
You gon' be in the pound
My name-, ho wait, don't throw my shit around
He gon' get a hunnid rounds, I can't come down
She be like "You a killa," stop provin' the point
We know that you 'bout it, you showed them boys
Ain't never enough, I don't know what to do
I know I fucked up, girl, I love you
Can't tell you in person, so I'm in the booth
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Too hard to love, I can't trust
Fucked me up, pain turn me up
Too hard to love, I can't trust
Fucked me up, pain turn me up
Won't drop a bag on feelin' and killin', just start with me
I told her "My bad, I broke your heart, you in love with me"
I know you fuck with me, oh-oh, you stuck with me
Oh-oh, you stuck with me, oh-oh, you stuck with me, oh-oh
How these niggas gon' respond when
You puttin' 'em under that pressure?
See me, I walk 'round with the metal
A glizzy, fuck rival 11s
And fuck all these demons 'cause, bitch, I'm the devil
Glizzy on me, ain't no more Smith and Wessons
Get hit with the K like I'm done with the TECs
My bro take his chain if I feel like he flexin'
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss. so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Ayy, ayy
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
They know I'm a smacker, that ploy been a stabber
Seen too much young shit, turnt to my savage
Put a opp in the dirt just to find my place
Broke down inside with a smirk on my face
Love my bitch, I don't know how to show it
Get her designer for all of her clothing
But she still broke and like bust shit down
Try to blow a nigga down, you got me in the house
You never around, keep killin' niggas now
You gon' be in the pound
My name-, ho wait, don't throw my shit around
He gon' get a hunnid rounds, I can't come down
She be like "You a killa," stop provin' the point
We know that you 'bout it, you showed them boys
Ain't never enough, I don't know what to do
I know I fucked up, girl, I love you
Can't tell you in person, so I'm in the booth
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Too hard to love, I can't trust
Fucked me up, pain turn me up
Too hard to love, I can't trust
Fucked me up, pain turn me up
Won't drop a bag on feelin' and killin', just start with me
I told her "My bad, I broke your heart, you in love with me"
I know you fuck with me, oh-oh, you stuck with me
Oh-oh, you stuck with me, oh-oh, you stuck with me, oh-oh
How these niggas gon' respond when
You puttin' 'em under that pressure?
See me, I walk 'round with the metal
A glizzy, fuck rival 11s
And fuck all these demons 'cause, bitch, I'm the devil
Glizzy on me, ain't no more Smith and Wessons
Get hit with the K like I'm done with the TECs
My bro take his chain if I feel like he flexin'
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss, so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
Stuck in my ways, too hard to love
Ain't cross no boss. so I can't trust
'Cause same ol' brotha shit fucked me up
Emotional killer, pain turn me up
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Writer(s): Corliss Waitman, Dashawn Robertson
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