Trials of Love
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(Uh, say, uh, yo, yo, yo)
(know what i'm sayin' 'cause I had to told the bitch)
(you know how we do it)
Yo
Come here darlin', 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 'em 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 godamned 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 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 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 5:00 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 hoe
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 lot of 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 5:00 I was comin' in at 3:00, 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 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 have