PRYCE - STARSEED

Broken Heart

Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart

Running through my thoughts
Thinking why i trusted so many thots
Thinking if i moved different, probably wouldn't of got caught
Searching for the price, but shawty love can't be bought yeah
I'm in LA high with the gang, giving no fucks
Diamonds on my fangs, table full of money and drugs
Thug in my heart, Slugs in my car
Pussy nigga feeling like he scar yeah
Cocaine on his nose, yeah he's a work of art
No Vincent van Gogh but shawty saying i'm smooth like Mozart
In the studio, making vibes snacking on some pop tarts yeah
Thankful that God let me live another day
Just yesterday, it felt like life wasn't going my way
Head down can't even say sorry, cause what's there to say? Yeah

Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart

Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart

Shawty got a shopping cart full of books on witchcraft
Said she has a plan, on bringing her loved ones back
Back then, i honestly thought she was smoking crack yeah
Till i seen her practice it, then she perfected the craft
Now she doing spells on my ass yeah
Yeah i'm running for my life, demons in my eyes yeah
Shawty had me helping her with her lies yeah
Now i'm feeling distant
I been kicking rocks, girl i'm a menace
Feel like things i start i can't finish
Replenishing my soul, i was feeling dark and cold yeah
I quit cigarettes, cause they a demon of they own
I'm Still struggling, cause the plug stay hitting my phone
Yeah he stay hitting my phone
He stay hittin, He stay hittin, He stay hittin my phone

Yeah and this shawty i know, hitting my phone
Paranoia setting in, thinking her number a clone
Take a stick everywhere i go, till i'm gone yeah

Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart

Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Yeah i got a broken heart
Life testing me, yeah it's breaking me apart yeah

Yeah it's breaking me apart
Yeah it's breaking me apart
Life has torn me apart yeah

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Writer(s): Moses Smith
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