Broke My Heart

(Verse 1)

All the BS I been thru cause my heart was big

So breaking it’s the most thoughtful thing that you ever did

Went thru ur phone when u were sleeping I’m ashamed to say it

Funny how you was always saying

I’m the one that’s the playing

Shit I was way too invested a nigga had to check

Deleted texts spoke louder than all the ones you kept

After All the headaches you gave me bout fucking wit my ex

Cutting all my old bitches off was my only regret

And it may take a lil time to get up off ya

But only choice I got is boss up

Now that I lost ya

I just wish I took up on that 3 some that offered

Wit your girl when you was drunk

But I didn’t want shit to get awkward

I should’ve known we wouldn’t work

Soon as I couldn’t trust you

Cause I got better shit to do than wonder what you up to

Wonder if you were just my bad karma catching up to

But either way u bad for me so I had to cut you

I’m the type that likes to work thru things

And you the type that likes to flirt thru things

Then I get mad and say some

Hurtful things

And then we kiss and make up

But see that doesn’t change the fact

That still nothing’s changed up

I’m finally seeing it thru

I think we started for a reason and we end for one too

See

I could treat you like my girl, everything in the world

Then I could treat you like somebody that I never once knew

Good Luck

(Verse 2)

Look without you I’ll be more then fine

This what happens when you fall too in love and ignore the warning signs

You way too fire to be a water sign

Exes would holla and they was all declined

Silly me thinking that you was always mine

You was playing games

You was cool wit your exes I couldn’t do the same

We flew too close to the sun and I think we do blew the flame

Shout out to my ex

Cause she one that taught me people change

I think we never worked out because I knew you too well

I would’ve talked to God about you but I knew you was hell

See I was tryna find the reason for the way that I felt

And you was tryna find everything except for ya self

And you always say that I’m the one that fucked up , us being together

But You’re a make up artists so your cover ups are better

the lies standing out like the make up on my sweater

Yeah I fucked up too, the difference is that I could tell ya

I fucked…. and told you ‘bout it

You fucked My brother and tried to hide it

I know that it was way before us you still denied it

So shawty you ain’t getting no ring, phone silent

And I think I’m finally seeing it thru

I think we started for a reason and we end for one too

See

I could treat you like my girl, everything in the world

Then I could treat you like somebody that I never once knew

Good Luck