Prodigy Of Mobb Deep - Trials of Love lyrics

[Prodigy] 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 n***a that you fell for from the door Ain't I that same n***a we was both on the train goin' hard And then your sh** surfaced Takin the phone in the bathroom, whisperin' wit your girlfriends Try to play me on some jerk sh** Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timb's ... Ooh sh**!! [B.K.] Kid, I kept it tight for you Turned n***a's down, didn't go out all them nights for you And I ain't even that type'a b**h 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 n***a dumb b**h It's f**ed up it gotta go down like this... [Chorus] [P] Yo, have you ever had a b**h that'll pop guns for you? [B] Type of n***a you'll do anything he ask to? [P] Snake b**h turn around and backstab you? [B] Crab n***a found out he f**ed around too? [P] Threw her cash, threw in the smash, that's boo [P] Rockin your 4 wheel drive and tattoo [B] Talk sweet thinkin that he rockin you to sleep? [B] Who me? Fall for that bullsh**, you got it twist [Prodigy] You was once my bunny, now you want to act funny I'm that same n***a from the first day who dress bummy Same grimy style n***a, 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 d**h do us Remember that sh**, now everything's a**-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 pa** in my truck though [B.K.] Yeah aight First of all f** You, and everything you own n***a You got a lot a nerve, n***a I should throw a brick through your sh**, f** 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 sh** 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 n***as want to play dirty f** 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 [Chorus] I might give out, but I'll never give in... We might as well, be friends, yes we have...