Hurt My Heart Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again: Presenting the lyrics of the song “Hurt My Heart” sung by YoungBoy Never Broke Again. The producer of this song is ProdByBerge & Uncle Cameron.
Hurt My Heart Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Berge always flexin’
Ooh, hurtin’ my heart
I don’t know what the fuck this bitch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin’ on my God
You ain’t mine, probably fuckin’ my boyI don’t need you, oh
I been puttin’ up with your shit ever since I was a jit
I say, “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, ho, 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, ho, 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 ho 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 put you upOoh, hurtin’ my heart
I don’t know what the fuck this bitch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin’ on my God
You ain’t mine, probably fuckin’ my boyGot 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 apologizeOh, oh-oh-oh
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 themOoh, 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 BRFuck yo’ trust, I know I’m more turnt up than that boy (Uh)
Fuck yo’ heart, and if I burned it, hope it boil (Goddamn)
You a snake, and bitch, you knowin’ that I’m knowin’ (Haha)
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 prisonOoh, hurtin’ my heart
I don’t know what the fuck this bitch thought
Oh, Lord, got me callin’ my God
You ain’t mine, probably fuckin’ my boy
YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Hurt My Heart Song Details
Song: Hurt My Heart
Singer: YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album: Richest Opp
Produced by: ProdByBerge & Uncle Cameron