Love and War (feat. Ghostface Killah) - Banks & Steelz/Ghostface Killah

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You putting me in line

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You putting me in line

If all is fair in love and war

If all is fair in love and war

All is fair in love and war

What are you keeping score for

Yo ayo

She f**ked around

And cut up my rhyme books to

Shreds

She caught me f**king

Her friend in our bed

I used to try to tell her stop talking to

The fellas

Come around with that short

Ass dress and short

Zigliani sh** D to the crib

Balenciaga wrist a gift from the kid

But we stay beefin boo with no broccoli

Every time I come in the crib I'm in a

Hot seat

Breaking all my watches gold plate versace

You said you didn't mean

That sh** cause you was

Toxic

Probably argue everyday as a hobby

We used to be like claire and bill cosby

So what the hell we held hands on the regular

Writing I love you on napkins

On the table love

Capiche depends on the season

Cause as soon as june july hit we beastin'

Not speaking it increases

Feel like my love had to depletion

Then we get back together that's decent

But last week you keep my benz

And that's recent

She's b**ching I'm b**ching

She's switching I'm switching

She's talking I'm not listening

I'm b**ching about her in the kitchen

If all is fair in love and war

If all is fair in love and war

All is fair in love and war

What are you keeping score for

She's high maintainence she lacks patience

But for her love there's no replacement

Face to face waste to brace and men chase to

Taste it

Most will get strung for the first engagement

I met her on the downtown streets down east

Now it seems she's always around me

And our love has astounded me bounded me

There's no way I can break free

A servant to her will I'm emerging to her feel

I pour my heart out and she let my love

Spill

Out on the floor when love change to war

Both tryna win tryna claim galore

Infatuation walking fabrication

Kept alive through imagination

Opposite sides attract and collided

The collision was a bad decision

Two lovers trapped in one prison

Tryna separate like nuclear fission

She's b**ching I'm b**ching

She's switching I'm switching

She's talking I'm not listening

I'm b**ching about her in the kitchen

If all is fair in love and war

If all is fair in love and war

If all is fair in love and war

What are you keeping score for

All is fair in love and war

All is fair in love

All is fair in love and war

And secure your fallen

All is here

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You putting me in line

You could've been mine

You could've been mine but

You could've been mine but

You putting me in line