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 **** that you fell for from the door?

Ain't I that same ****

We was both on the train goin' hard

And then your shit surfaced

Taking the phone in the bathroom

Whisperin' with your girlfriends

Tryin' to play me on some jerk shit

Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timbs

Oh shit

Kid, I kept it tight for you

Turned **** down, didn't go out all them nights for you

And I ain't even that type o' 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 God damned if I be some **** 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 **** you'll do anything he ask to?

Snake bitch turn around and backstab you?

Crab **** found out he fucked around too?

Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo

Rockin' your four 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 wanna act funny

I'm that same **** from the first day who dressed bummy

Same grimy style ****, 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, five 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 20s out of my stacks of Benny's

You done found yourself a street life love

'Till 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 belly bag, damn

I wish you luck though, you sneaky bum hoe

Catch you on the corner while I pass in my truck though

Yeah aight, first of all, fuck you

And everything you own, ****

You got a lot of nerve, ****

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 five

I was comin' in at 3, 3:30

**** want to play dirty

Fuck it, that's how you want to 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 **** you'll do anything he ask to?

Snake bitch turn around and backstab you?

Crab **** found out he fucked around too?

Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo

Rockin' your four 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 had