4th Baby Mama - Summer Walker

Tell me why did you do this to me?

After we made plans for a family?

A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker

And I won’t let you back in my life so I’m takin'…

I wanna start with yo mama, she should’ve whooped yo ass

Know you ain’t shit, but she don’t care 'cause you lit

Paying for trips cars, bags and bought the crib

But she ain’t never call you out, 'cause she like the way that she live

But that some foul shit, she wasn’t even around when, you ain’t have no money

(Money)

That’s why I find it funny (Funny)

I guess that guilt hit hard, being gon for so long

That’s why she makes excuss for all your wrongs

Now what’s the point in keep on having kids?

If she just gone be raising them, that’s just pure laziness

Ion get it is you tryna keep up with Thug?

Is you racing him?

Crazy how you really think that shit’s cute, be embracing it, oh

It really don’t get no worse than you, 'cause you ain’t even got the nerve,

to stand up on yo word

Oh, no-no-no, uh

Oh, no-no-no, huh?

What was you telling them?

What was you telling me?

What was you telling them?

And what was you telling me?

Why would you do all that?

Just to be selling dreams

Ain’t even pulling through

You just be talking

Damn, I ain’t know niggas be out here tryna trap bitches

Never took me nowhere lavish 'till you seen Drake hop on the track with it

If you ask me you was acting, whole time just acting

You ain’t give a fuck about me, you was just tryna cash in

Only buy me nice shit, big dates, just for Instagram flashing

Tryna get your likes up, know you’re a clout addict

Gotta let niggas know that you have it

Gotta let niggas know that you have it

And all you be doing is bragging

Telling people, that I’m your queen, but all you mean, is just of R&B

I know you ain’t care, 'cause you always gone

How could you make me spend my whole fucking pregnancy alone?

And where was you at?

'Cause you claim you at work

But them other niggas said they made the beats, so how that add up?

Prolly was with your baby mamas one to three

You claim that you had a ring for me, you was prolly out fucking hoes

What was you telling them?

What was you telling me?

What was you telling them?

And what was you telling me?

Why would you do all that?

Just to be selling dreams

Ain’t even pullin' through

You just be talking

Tell me why did you do this to me?

After we made plans for a family?

A liar, a cheater, a deceiver, heartbreaker

And I won’t let you back in my life so I’m takin'…