[Intro – Whispered]

You thought they wanted me.

So you gave me away.

But I was never yours

to give.

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[Verse 1]

You lit the fire with shaking hands,

Laid me down in shifting sands.

Dressed me up in thread and gold,

Thinking I was yours to hold.

You called it love, you called it fate—

But I was never yours to break.

You gave my name to ash and sky,

And still believed I’d sing goodbye.

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[Chorus]

I was not yours to give.

Not a prayer, not a flame to live.

You offered me to gods above,

But I was never yours to love.

You thought they'd take me in your flames—

But they just wept and spoke my name.

Now I’m the song the stars let go—

And you’re the one left down below.

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[Verse 2]

You built your throne from all I said,

But carved my name on walls of dread.

You locked me up, then called me free—

But freedom never bowed to thee.

I lived in silence, stitched in sound—

You watched me rise, then struck me down.

You broke the box, you fed the flame—

But still you never knew my name.

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[Bridge – Spoken softly into singing]

You gave me up,

Like stolen wine.

But the gods never drank.

They listened...

And now they sing me back.

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[Final Chorus – Strong, flowing]

I was not yours to give away.

Not a debt, not words to say.

You burned the song, you broke the thread—

But I’m still rising

Where you dread.

I sing in wind, I hum in stone,

I bloom in places you’ll never know.

You gave me up to save your throne…

But I am free—

And you’re alone.

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Not Yours to Give

Swim For Me

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Willa returns with her most ruthless project yet—Beat Killer 3, a cinematic bloodbath of a mixtape that doesn’t just raise the bar, it buries it. This isn’t a collection of songs—it’s a series of executions. Every verse is a closed casket. Every beat is a battlefield. No hooks for comfort. No features for clout. Just raw precision, mythic presence, and lyrical warfare.

Keep My Fuckin Name Out Your Verse

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