Questions You Gotta Answer

Yeah, I ain’t dumb, girl, I peeped every move,

You thought I wouldn’t see it, but the truth always proves.

Spicy pics on the low, dates lined up in a row,

From the 17th to the 23rd, now I finally know.

All them guys you added, all them names you hid,

You call me your man, but look at what you did.

I ain’t out here guessin’, I ain’t tryna play detective,

But your silence got me hurt, and your actions feel deceptive.

Now you got questions you gotta answer to me,

The one you call husband, the one you claim you need.

I just wanna know where I stand, what’s true, what’s fake,

But if this keeps goin’ on, girl, that’s all I can take.

I gave you my trust, gave you all of my love,

Held you down every moment when times got rough.

But you out here wildin’, actin’ like I won’t see,

But every lie you hide makes it harder to believe.

You say you love me, but love ain’t built on secrets,

You breakin’ what we got every time you keep it.

So talk to me straight, no more runnin’ from the real,

’Cause what you did cut deep, and I’m tryna heal.

Yeah, you got questions you gotta answer to me,

The one you call husband, the one you claim you need.

Just tell me the truth, don’t make me walk away,

’Cause if this keeps goin’, girl, I’m done after today.

I ain’t here to beg, I ain’t here to chase,

I’m a man with a heart, not a game to play.

So tell me where I stand, tell me what this is,

Before I take my love back and leave you with the risk.