BH Club Lyrics

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 fuck, 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