Correction Lyrics Broke My Heart by Kendrick Lamar

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Lucked up once
Lucked up twice with two women with potential of the wife like tight
One was not that bright
So I leaned on the other for the lectures
Her convos were the best because she thought like a professor
From college but the problem is she wasn't really gudda
Like the chick I new before her didn't dub my baby mother
I lived a double life which had its thrills in the beginning
Till I felt the wrath of [?] with the feelings of these women
But dealing with these women kept my ego to the ceiling
Cause the homies called me player everytime we all were chilling
I knew it wasn't right telling em things with similarities
Feeding em dreams with different wedding rings if they should marry me
But every player knows its kinda hard to get involved
When your dealing with emotions in the presence of a broad
So imma take the time to give the ladies an applause
Especially if you stay strong even with a broken heart

You did me wrong, you put me down
Made me feel low when you're around
And you broke my heart, you broke my heart
My chips went down, it was you I needed
But I was not down, baby, barely breathin'
And you broke my heart
You broke my heart

You been down with me since I first started
No love for a friend, baby girl cold-hearted
I know it's really hard to believe
But f**k her with the shoe, I probably would never succeed
On my knees, beggin', 'Please' for the Lord to forgive me
I tried to bounce, but your spirit had bit me
I'm drinkin' the Remy, killin' n***as, squeezin' the semi
Ridin' 'round in a Cutlass, sh*t, I need me a Bentley
I missed bail cause of you, n***a, went to jail cause of you
Trialed n***as in my cell cause of you
I squeeze shells cause of you, I wouldn't tell cause of you
Even probably brought my ticket down to hell cause of you
Damn, look, see, I'm knowin' that I'm 'posed to shake
But anytime I leave you, I'm feelin' my heart ache
Hope you feelin' my vibe, holmes
Nah, not a chick, I mean the sh*t that you drive, holmes

Livin' a double life, havin' double shots of Patrón
With my mistress 'stead of my wife, I was on
Like the switch in my Marriott, can we get married, Dot?'
I f**ked her three times, then I was gone, apparently not
Story of the 80–20 rule is me
Movin' cautiously, parked in the park with my back seat
Way back, her perfume on my white tee
Ignorin' calls from my wifey
See, I was dead wrong, but was tryin' to get a nut
And she had some great dome
Like the New Orleans Saints when they're playin' at home
What's a n***a to think? Oh, just throw away some pu**y
Then my conscious called me, 'pu**y'
You don't understand, mama had ass
And I'm quite a butt man, I love my wife, but, man...
I never thought of the day I would quit
Till I opened the door, seen a n***a f**kin' my b*t*h

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