Trials of Love

Yo Come here darling, have a seat, we need to speak Look straight in my eyes, tell me what you see? Is it that same nigga that you fell for from the door Ain't I that same nigga we was both on the train goin' hard And then your shit surfaced Takin' the phone in the bathroom, whisperin' wit your girlfriends Try to play me on some jerk shit Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timb's Oohh shit Kid, I kept it tight for you Turned niggas down, didn't go out all them nights for you And I ain't even that type of bitch I heard about Jones Beach and Luke's Freak Fest Nevertheless I still put my faith in you You was my dog, so I stayed faithful But I'll be goddamned if I be some nigga dumb bitch It's fucked up it gotta go down like this Yo, have you ever had a bitch that'll pop guns for you? Type of nigga you'll do anything he ask to? Snake bitch turn around and backstab you? Crab nigga found out he fuckin' 'round too? Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo Rockin' your 4 wheel drive and tattoo Talk sweet thinkin' that he rockin' you to sleep? Who me? Fall for that bullshit, you got it twist You was once my bunny, now you want to act funny I'm that same nigga from the first day who dress bummy Same grimy style nigga, I'm still hungry I never lost my thirst for takin' that money I never lost my lust for chicks lovely You met me on those terms, so that's how I'm runnin' I still walk up in the crib 5 in the mornin' And still count my cash before I crash What you thought, you had a dunny? I ain't the one honey You skim 20's out of my stacks of Benny's You done found yourself a street life love, to death do us Remember that shit, now everything's ass-backwards We was more like Mickie and Mallory You fouled out on me, found another man math in your Bally bag, damn I wish you luck though, you sneaky bum ho Catch you on the corner while I pass in my truck though Yeah aight First of all fuck you, and everything you own nigga You got a lotta nerve, nigga I should throw a brick through your shit, fuck your whips It ain't about that, it's about you givin' out my dick Or so it seems, I can only call it how I see it Got hoes callin' the crib, hangin' up not speakin' Come on, what type of shit is that? What, I'm supposed to sit back, stay up all night for you to get back? Like the world revolves around P So while you strolled in at 5 I was comin' in at 3, 3:30 Niggas wanna play dirty Fuck it, that's how you wanna rock? Let's get dirty Yeah, condom wrappers in the back of the Azure Talkin' 'bout you let your mans get off, your G ain't strong I'm gone, you ain't worth the tears You lost the best thing you ever had in your life, a waste of my years Have you ever had a bitch that'll pop guns for you? Type of nigga you'll do anything he ask to? Snake bitch turn around and backstab you? Crab nigga found out he fuckin' 'round too? Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo Rockin' your 4 wheel drive and tattoo Talk sweet thinkin' that he rockin' you to sleep? Who me? Fall for that bullshit, you got the wrong bitch I might give out, but I'll never give in We might as well, be friends, yes we have