BH Club

Why the bitch stop showin' love I can't complain, I'm hard to trust You ain't felt that shit before Welcome to Broken Hearted Club My heart been tryin' to find a way, My mind been callin' for the drugs The situations we get put in turn a youngin to a thug It go, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, done with you tryna flip my mind Make it seem like every argument be my fault every time She broke my heart, thought she was the one That was my last time goin' in blind They think a nigga just don't wanna hang I gotta talent, people dyin' I gotta talent people dyin' Niggas just wanna go on the road, I'm on my own, I'm chasin' dimes Yo man ah hate to see you win, he contemplate to see you die he got that PTSD only feel connected with his iron They never return the love I'm givin' Young nigga been fucked up in his feelings Shit happened ain't wanted no thug nigga image Told you get the f*ck, on my soul i meant it Can't even fight back, swear love is a menace Like, yeah, I called back, what you thought we was finish Man, I should've never lied to you at the beginning Well leaving you broke, that was never intended Felt you was lyin, I never felt that at first After all that time, I swear you did me the worst I feel like God gave me a curse, swear I regret from playin in church Say you don't like my toxic ways, baby, you gave them ways birth Uh, too much shit on my chest, but I'm prepared for what's next Why I had a fucked up heart, I put expressin' to the test Ain't have them nights when you was fucked up, tryna get the quickest check You ask how I been feelin' down, I lost my nigga, duh I'm stressed I can't blame you for my hurt, kinda knew what I was gettin' into I took the risks just cause I thought that I was better off with you He asked for 20, I gave it to him, don't need it back like bruh, it's cool I told that girl, nobody gon' wife you, girl, just look at the way you move Uh, I told em they gotta see me now All that partyin', like, girl, I know you feelin' down Niggas envy and they hate, like, keep your gun around Can't even live in your own town Why the bitch stop showin' love I can't complain, I'm hard to trust You ain't felt that shit before Welcome to Broken Hearted Club My heart been tryin' to find a way, My mind been callin' for the drugs The situations we get put in turn a youngin to a thug It go, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, done with you tryna flip my mind Make it seem like every argument be my fault every time She broke my heart, thought she was the one That was my last time goin' in blind They think a nigga just don't wanna hang I gotta talent, people dyin' I gotta talent people dyin' Niggas just wanna go on the road, I'm on my own, I'm chasin' dimes Yo man ah hate to see you win, he contemplate to see you die he got that PTSD only feel connected with his iron