A Ballad for Homegirls

[Non-Lyrical Vocals]

[Verse 1: Rapsody & Baby Tate]
Hello?
Yo, sis, you know what's crazy?
The realization, maybe
The older we grow up, we act more like our mommas
Ain't we emotional too?
We patient 'til we ain't
I'm yellin' at my boo like she'd do daddy
Hmph! And he's no saint
It made me think about communication, what I need to change
'Cause throwin' shit and gettin' worked up—huh
That is not my thing
I need some peace, not codependency—hm
I'm sure that's what you see but tell me what you think
Girl, yo, give me some honesty
Hold me accountable for what I repeat
Hе laid wit' her—my dumb ass let him come lay down wit' mе
Like brothers in Bed-Stuy, got a subway 'cross town but comin' back to me
And I ain't into sharin' niggas
That ain't in my pedigree
Got me feelin' dumb-dumb, askin' questions like that ain't G
Self-reflectin' what I lack
Why I let him come back?
I know the answers, but I need perspective
Why you think I do that?
What you think about that?
Shit, I just called to chat

[Chorus: Rapsody & Baby Tate]
Am I afraid to be alone, girl?
If I told you no, girl, I'd be lyin'
I hear you, but it's hard for me sometimes, girl
Girl, fuck that—that man ain't worth your time
Speak of the devil—look, he callin' me right now, girl
Not him callin' for the seventh time
Now he textin', sayin' I'm his only one, girl
It's the audacity for me—you know he lyin'

[Post-Chorus: Baby Tate]
He lyin'
You know he lyin'

[Verse 2: Baby Tate]
Sister, sister
I don't know why you keep him in the picture
When he in the back of every other bitch flicks
Lookin' like Carmelo
It's gon' be a hell no for me
La-la-la-la—I don't wanna hear no more excuses
It's toxic—let's be honest
Why you wastin' energy bleachin' his Reeboks
If you gon' open the door when he knocks?
Oh, you just took him back? (We shocked)
Girl, please (Girl, please)
You already got the answers you need
I know you lookin' for some reassurance
I donE read this book so much that I could preach a sermon
I know you gotta lot of love to give
But ask yourself, does he deserve it?
Just 'cause you can't fix a broken man, don't mean you worthless
You wasn't born to be a shoe
And it's not your fault if that boy wanna be a fool
I know you well—you can't get past me
You know what I'ma say when you ask me

[Chorus: Rapsody & Baby Tate]
Am I afraid to be alone, girl?
If I told you no, girl, I'd be lyin'
I hear you, but it's hard for me sometimes, girl
Girl, fuck that—that man ain't worth your time
Speak of the devil—look, he callin' me right now, girl
Not him callin' for the seventh time
Now he textin', sayin' I'm his only one, girl
It's the audacity for me—you know he lyin'

[Post-Chorus: Baby Tate & Rapsody]
He lyin'
I know, I know, I know, I know, God
You know he lyin'
But I love him, girl—damn! But you right

[Outro: Rapsody & Baby Tate]
Ooh, yeah, yeah
You read me
I hear you
You know he lyin'
I know niggas ain't shit
You love, yeah
Men lie, women lie, but men definitely lie, hahaha
You know he lyin'
I'm not—I'm not gonna answer the phone when he call back
You know he lyin'
I'm done wit' it
Girl, he lyin' right to yo' face
Yup
What a disgrace
You know he lyin', you know he lyin'
He is lyin'
I hear you
Got his momma rollin' 'round in her grave
She know he lyin'