Aye yo they call me tha Heart-Break Kid
But what's not understood is that I've been broken more than what I did
I've been used and abused (literally)
And yet I'm talked about as if I did that ish to me
I loved him, yeah so I did - I admit it
But what was the reason you took it for granted?
Sometimes I feel like my heart has been grinded
Cause fools rush into my life and nevermind it
And then the questions begin to flow...
Was I too nice? Is it me? Am I just someone that's suppose to be hurt?
Should I not love? Should I cheat? Should I even put in the work?
Dag yo, this nicca left me broke
They call me the Heart-Break Kid cause I don't care
Cause my heart, on my sleeves I wear
Cause I refuse to be used and abused
And you tellin me sooner or later I need to chose?
The choice is mine when i feel like it or forget it
I run this show - Lights, Camera..... Where's your ticket
Im young, so what, Yo, I love bein single
Aye, I'm just here to shake hands, kiss babies, and mingle
Yo, they call me the Heart-Break Kid
Yeah they do, cause long as you keep me entertained I wont get tired of you
But soon as you lose my interest, I'm like baby we are through
What's funny is I let you know how I am before you join the ZOO
Aaaaah I guess I'm Tha Heart-Break Kid den
I accept it
I'm laughin right now, cause I know I rep it
It's written all over my face, I shows no mercy
And my heart-breaks flow like water, No rehearsing
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