Hurt My Heart

Hurt My Heart Lyrics

Berge always flexin'

Oh, hurtin' my heart
I don't know what the f**k this b**ch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin' on my god
She ain't mine, probably f**kin' my boy

I don't need you, oah
I been puttin' up with your sh*t, ever since I was a jit
I said, "b**ch, you gotta go"
Always knew you wasn't sh*t, but I loved you too strong
Only when you 'round you f**k with me, get mad and then you party
Know you gon' get drunk and want to f**k, hoe why you startin' me
Know them hoes you be with want to f**k, laugh when you saltin' me
Know that sh*t 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, b**ch 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, b**ch, you ain't think of me, at all?
Get mad and sh*t 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 sh*t y'all put on me, gon' make me kill that child inside the street
You f**ked on him, you don't f**k wit' me
You run, I ain't tryin' catchin' up
And you never said it, 'til this day
This hoe think I'm a f**kin duck
You deserve everything these b**ches havin'
But, you f**ked 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 f**k this b**ch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin' my god
She ain't mine, probably f**kin' 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 f**ked up
We ain't have a house, we would f**k outside
Then we had to switch it up, at the time, it's up, I had the hood hot
b**ch always lyin' and tellin' lies on me
You ain't my type of woman, ain't the type of b**ch I need
And, I ain't your type of nigga, you don't do that sh*t to me
You know right from wrong, don't try to apologize

Oh, oh, oh
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 f**k this b**ch thought
Oh, Lord, I just pulled up in a push-start
Buy my baby mama another, from BR
f**k yo' trust, I know I'm more turnt up than that boy
f**k yo' heart, and if I burned it, hope it boil, goddamn
You a snake, and b**ch, 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 b**ch 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 f**k this b**ch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin' my god
She ain't mine, probably f**kin' my boy