conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Baby Are You Home with the following description: Continuing the concept in “You Was Right,” Uzi’s trying to get another chance with his baby.
  This song was teased on Twitter in late March, not seeing it’s full release until the entire project dropped. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Uzi Vert & 
  Future
  ]
  Baby, are you home?
  Baby, are you home?
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home?
  Home, home, home, home
  Baby, are you home?
  Home, home, home, home
  If Young Metro don't trust you I'm gon' shoot you
  Baby, are you home?
  [Chorus]
  Yeah, yeah, she call my phone (What?)
  Ask me what I'm on (Yeah)
  Baby, is you home? (Huh)
  I'm in the area
  Like, tell me where he going (What?)
  He ain't scaring none
  You know why you text my phone, yeah
  Tell me if you home
  Like, baby, are you home? (Ayy)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Huh?)
  Baby, are you home? (What?)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah) [Verse 1]
  Like counting all my dough (Yeah), with my eyes closed (Huh)
  I don't trust a ho but I trust my ho
  Like money in my pants sticking out my thigh, bro (Yeah)
  Yeah, it's Lil Uzi, like hit that eye roll (That eye roll)
  I don't got no money, that's a lie, oh
  Kinda got messy, got rid of my side ho (Yeah)
  I don't wanna fuck you if you a dry ho (What?)
  Up in Mexico with the plug eating Pico de Gallo (Yeah)
  You a rock star, now them pills, try those (Ayy)
  Traded in my chocolate, now I got a bright ho (Uh)
  Man, I got my head right (Yeah, yeah)
  Man, I got my bread right (Yeah, yeah)
  Livin' my life just so right (Yeah)
  You can see my diamonds at night
  Girl, you know I'm higher than a satellite (Satellite)
  Can I come over, are you the playin' type?
  [Chorus]
  Yeah, she call my phone (What?)
  Ask me what I'm on (Yeah)
  Baby, is you home? (Huh)
  I'm in the area
  Like, tell me where he going (What?)
  He ain't scaring none
  You know why you text my phone, yeah
  Tell me if you home
  Like, baby, are you home? (Ayy)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Huh?)
  Baby, are you home? (What?)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah) [Verse 2]
  I swear, boy, you do not know me (Yeah)
  Boy, you ain't my homie (Homie)
  Ballin' like I'm Kobe (Kobe)
  Now I'm ballin' like Ginobili
  Like, boy, your style so old (What?)
  Balding like Ginobili (What?)
  Pull up in that Porsche
  Brittany in the Lotus (Skrrt, skrrt)
  I get money, yeah (Yeah)
  And I put that on my oldest (Huh)
  I ain't got no kids, so I put that on my Rollie (Rollie)
  They say that he real, so that nigga got to show me
  And that nigga homies really ain't his homies (Ayy)
  I got red homies, I got blue homies (Yeah)
  Yeah, I got the gun, and it shoot homies
  Yeah, I got them crash dummies, they my new homies (Yeah)
  Girl, I made you famous
  Ain't no need to thank me
  Like, 
  yeah, I put you first, you're my lady,
   yeah (Yeah)
  I'm skrrtin' the water with my baby, yeah
  [Chorus]
  Yeah, she call my phone (What?)
  Ask me what I'm on (Yeah)
  Baby, is you home? (Huh)
  I'm in the area
  Like, tell me where he going (What?)
  He ain't scaring none
  You know why you text my phone, yeah
  Tell me if you home
  Like, baby, are you home? (Ayy)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Huh?)
  Baby, are you home? (What?)
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah)
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Baby, are you home? (Yeah) [Outro]
  Baby, are you home?
  Baby, are you home? Yeah
  Yeah, she call my phone
  Ask me what I'm on
  Like, tell me where he going
  He ain't scaring none
  Baby, are you home?
  Baby, are you home?