Breakin My Heart Video (MV)

Oh
Breaking my heart
Yeah
Pretty brown eyes
Breaking my heart
Oh
Breaking my heart
Yeah
Aye
This one for the breadwinners
Broke a nigga like a broke nigga
Who ain't truly used to the breadwinning
Somewhere down the line of trapping
I was told once that the feds winning
Somewhere down the line of hurt
I was modest with you being honest with you
We ain't have a lot that we connected on
But you still had a nigga head spinning
How we go from being close as hell
To us only speaking when you home alone
By the telephone waiting for the next nigga
Voice tone to get you in the zone
You said you wanted you a trap nigga right
Or wanted a rap nigga
Somehow I just ended up being both of them
And I promise I'm better than most of them
Ya last nigga hit ya voicemail with the soft tone
He was trying to ask you where you been at
He was thinking bout if he should spin back
I just bought it up now you actin lost
You was wondering if you should spin that
Cause you know that nigga he a big simp
Just to buy ya love he'll spend that
Gucci shoes with the van cleet
Can't afford it he pretend that
That he got it made you gone fall for it
For a couple dollars you'll be all for it
And you breaking my heart girl
Aye
Breaking my heart
Yeah
Breaking my heart
Yeah
But certainly I done fell for it
I been stayin with you bout every night
To the point I'm knowing when the mail coming
But I hate it whenever we f*cking
Cause Tia and Anna be keeping ya cell jumping they be cockblocking
Remember when you had the sky rocket
This before you went and got the beam truck
You was still scheming off of my pockets
She nodding stop it
Now you got you a nail shop and I'm proud of you
But deep down
You be trying to treat me like the
Same ones that do rounds for you
Like if I ain't teach you how to sell it right
Girl we go through this shit every night
You a narcissist nar
F*ck it I even gotta spell it right
But I still wish you the best though on all them light shows
Cult Gaia Sita on the dress code
With ya long hair and them white toes
Me and grizzy grizz took the forte
You was trippin on us with the foreplay
That lil hand gesture that you hit us with
Just only show a nigga how the night goes
But maybe I'm trippin
Yeah
Cause last night was ya last night at the bar stay
In the morning you ditching the roc
Cause you got you a serenade at the Barclays
I'm praying it all work out for you
My heart ain't never have doubt for you
The whole world carry clout for you
Goodbye shorty
Breaking my heart