Hurt My Heart

Berge always flexin'

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Oh, hurtin' my heart

I don't know what the fuck this bitch thought

Oh, Lord, got me callin' on my god

She ain't mine, probably fuckin' my boy

I don't need you, oah

I been puttin' up with your shit, ever since I was a jit

I said, "Bitch, you gotta go"

Always knew you wasn't shit, but I loved you too strong

Only when you 'round you fuck with me, get mad and then you party

Know you gon' get drunk and want to fuck, hoe why you startin' me

Know them hoes you be with want to fuck, laugh when you saltin' me

Know that shit you tell them don't add up, you got tattoos of me

All across yo' face, hoe you down bad, I hate ya

All them moves I make, I never tried once for to break ya

Out of all them moves you make, bitch you ain't breakin' me

You know not one nigga for to play, 'cause it ain't safe with me

After all them times you lay with them, bitch, you ain't think of me, at all?

Get mad and shit you say to me, you hate me, wish I'd fall

You need to tell his baby mama what you know, that boy don't play with me

All that shit y'all put on me, gon' make me kill that child inside the street

You fucked on him, you don't fuck wit' me

You run, I ain't tryin' catchin' up

And you never said it, 'til this day

This hoe think I'm a fuckin duck

You deserve everything these bitches havin'

But, you fucked it up

Only takin' orders from my daddy

You know I'm slimey, probably'll put you up

Oh, hurtin' my heart

I don't know what the fuck this bitch thought

Oh, Lord, got me callin' my god

She ain't mine, probably fuckin' my boy

Got to love the hoes that stick on my side

Might make a flick with Yaya

I'm on the other side of options tonight

I come from the Northside, you was with me, I was fucked up

We ain't have a house, we would fuck outside

Then we had to switch it up, at the time, it's up, I had the hood hot

Bitch always lyin' and tellin' lies on me

You ain't my type of woman, ain't the type of bitch I need

And, I ain't your type of nigga, you don't do that shit to me

You know right from wrong, don't try to apologize

Oh, oh, oh

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I see a star in the sky

It's not shinin', it's been dim

I swear I seen a star cry

I say she used to be mine wish, she know I'm not them

Oh, hurtin' my heart

I don't know what the fuck this bitch thought

Oh, Lord, I just pulled up in a push-start

Buy my baby mama another, from BR

Fuck yo' trust, I know I'm more turnt up than that boy

Fuck yo' heart, and if I burned it, hope it boil, goddamn

You a snake, and bitch, you knowin' that I'm knowin'

Be with his sister and you did that to that boy

Used to help me write rhymes

Even in jail, you helped me through all my times

Know I killed that fat bitch boyfriend, that be around

Ayy, while that time I was in jail, straight from Parish prison

Oh, hurtin' my heart

I don't know what the fuck this bitch thought

Oh, Lord, got me callin' my god

She ain't mine, probably fuckin' my boy