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*gga that you fell for from the door
Ain't I that same n*gga we was both on the train goin hard
And then your sh*t surfaced
Takin the phone in the bathroom, whisperin wit your girlfriends
Try to play me on some j*rk sh*t
Numbers underneath the sole of your lady Timb's
... oohh sh*t!!

[B.K.]
Kid, I kept it tight for you
Turned n*gga's down, didn't go out all them nights for you
And I ain't even that type'a b*tch
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*gga dumb b*tch
It's f*cked up it gotta go down like this...

(Chorus:)
[P] Yo, have you ever had a b*tch that'll pop guns for you?
[B] Type of n*gga you'll do anything he ask to?
[P] Snake b*tch turn around and backstab you?
[B] Crab n*gga found out he f*cked 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*t, you got it twist
[Prodigy]
You was once my bunny, now you want to act funny
I'm that same n*gga from the first day who dress bummy
Same grimy style n*gga, 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 sh*t, 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

[B.K.]
Yeah aight
First of all f*ck You, and everything you own n*gga
You got a lotta nerve, n*gga
I should throw a brick thrrough your sh*t, f*ck your whips
It ain't about that, it's about you givin out my di*k
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*t is that?
What, I'm sposed 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*ggas wanna play dirty
f*ck 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
(Chorus)

[BREAKDOWN]
I might give out, but I'll neeeeeeeeever give iiinn..
We might as well, be friends, yes we have...