Luyện nghe bài hát Trials of Love

Yo, come here darlin', a seat, we need to speak
Look straight in my eyes, tell me what you
Is it that same nigga you fell for from the door
I that same nigga

We was both on the train goin' hard and your shit surfaced
Takin' the phone in the bathroom, whisperin' with girlfriends
Try to play me on some shit
underneath the sole of your lady Timb's
Oh

Kid, I it tight for you
Turned nigga's down, didn't go out all them for you
And I ain't that type'a bitch
I heard about Jones Beach and Freak Fest

I still put my faith in you
You was my dog, so I stayed
But I'll be god damned if I be nigga dumb bitch
It's up it gotta go down like this

Yo, have you ever had a bitch pop guns for you?
Type of nigga you'll do he ask to?
bitch turn around and backstab you?
Crab nigga found out he around too?

Threw her cash, in the smash, that's boo
Rockin' your 4 wheel and tattoo
Talk sweet thinkin' he rockin' you to sleep?
Who me? Fall for bullshit, you got it twist

You was once my bunny, now you to act funny
I'm same nigga from the first day who dress bummy
Same grimy style nigga, I'm still
I lost my thirst for takin' that money

I never lost my lust for lovely
You met me on terms, so that's how I'm runnin'
I still walk up in the 5 in the mornin'
And still count my before I crash

you thought, you had a dunny? I ain't the one honey
You skim 20's out of my stacks of
You done yourself a street life love, to death do us
that shit, now everything's ass-backwards

We was like Mickie and Mallory
You fouled out on me, found another man math in belly bag, damn
I wish you though, you sneaky bum hoe
you on the corner while I pass in my truck though

Yeah
First of all you, and everything you own nigga
You got a lotta nerve,
I should throw a brick through your shit, fuck your
It ain't that, it's about you givin' out my dick

Or so it seems, I can call it how I see it
Got hoes callin' the crib, hangin' up not
Come on, what type of shit is
What, I'm supposed to sit back, stay up all night for you to get

Like the world revolves P
So while you strolled in at 5, I was comin' in at 3
wanna play dirty
Fuck it, that's how you wanna rock let's get

Yeah, condom wrappers in the back of the
Talkin' 'bout you let your get off, your G ain't strong
I'm gone, you worth the tears
You lost the thing you ever had in your life, a waste of my years

Yo, have you had a bitch that'll pop guns for you?
Type of you'll do anything he ask to?
bitch turn around and backstab you?
Crab nigga found out he fucked too?

Threw her cash, in the smash, that's boo
your 4 wheel drive and tattoo
Talk sweet thinkin' he rockin' you to sleep?
Who me? for that bullshit, you got it twist

I might out, but I'll never give in
We as well, be friends, yes we have