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Your Heart

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Your Heart

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MaisI'm sorry (yeah)I'm sorry (yeah)I broke your heart, huh?You knew I was a fuck-nigga from the start, huh?You should've listened when they said I was a dawg, huhYou should've listened to your head when you had thoughts, huhThat's what you thought, huhI left you scarred, yeahYou never be the same again, put that on God, huhI took your heart and then I tore that shit apart, huhI fucked you over, did you dirty, did you wrong, huhI did you wrong, huh, I did you wrong, yeahYou say you hate me, but I know that this resolve, yeahAngry texts, we don't ever get along, yeahWe been rockin' with each other for so long, yeahMaybe that's why it's been harder to move on, yeahAnd you changed too (changed)And your mama and your friends think I'm to blame tooAnd you hate it when somebody say my name, oohEvery time you hear my name you wanna drink, ooh, ooh, oohYou wanna get out, you wanna get drunk, you wanna get lit, litYou wanna get crazy, do everything that you never did (did)You wanna get bent, you want the revenge, you wanna get dickBut you ain't about that life, so you might fuck a bitch (bitch)You might, you might break a windowYou might do some wild shit out of impulseYou say that you hate me and we're not involvedBut you still checkin' on me tryna find info, I knowI broke your heart, huh?You knew I was a fuck-nigga from the start, huh?You should've listened when they said I was a dawg, huhYou should've listened to your head when you had thoughts, huhThat's what you thought, huhI left you scarred, yeahYou never be the same again, put that on God, huhI took your heart and then I tore that shit apart, huhI fucked you over, did you dirty, did you wrong, huhI did you wrong, huh, I did you wrong, huhI hate a fuck-nigga, used to be a fuck-niggaCouldn't even blame her if she did fuck niggasYou run your bitch through the mud, you deserve thatSo you can feel it for yourself where it hurt atWhat goes around, comes around, I know you heard thatWhile you was creepin', tell me, did it not occur thatThere's niggas slidin' in the DMs every AM, every PM?Used to be like automatic, she would curve thatThat was before when you was loyalNow it's thirst traps on her profile and niggas know how toSpot a chink in your armor, you been trippin', dawgYou ain't been keepin' your permits, you been pimpin', dawgNow bitches wink in your comments, she's suspicious, dawgAnd now you reap in your commas, she got niggas, dawgCallin' her phone while you gone and your bitch-assCan't even feel no way 'cause you doin' her the sameNow you know the painAnd we used to be the dynamic duos in flamesAnd you're too proud to see that you hold the blameFrom all that playin', nigga, we too old for games, maneYou broke her heart, huh?When you met her, she was young and hella pure, huhAin't had no clue that she was fuckin' with a dawg, huhYou never thought you'd see the day that she was gone, huhBut you was wrong, huh, yeah, you was wrong, huh'Cause now as of late she ain't answerin' your calls, huhShe VIP, she out here fuckin' with your star signSome other nigga got it now, he 'bout to spoil herYou could've spoiled her, and bitch you starved her, yeah
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