Letra de Statistics

[Hook]
I regret you shorty
I regret you
I regret you nigga
I regret you
I don’t regret my child you see that there makes me smile
But if I can go back in time I wish I’d never met you

I regret you shorty
I regret you
I regret you nigga
I regret you
I don’t regret my child you see that there makes me smile
But if I can go back in time I wish I’d never met you

[Verse 1]
I ain’t sign up to be no baby momma
I was under the impression I’ll have a family
But things change as soon as the kid came
The way you switched lanes it was obvious that you were ghosting me
Asking me to abort, a part of me that isn’t born
Even my disappointed mother told me I had her support
While the father who planted the seed was too immature
You just wanted to hit and run like this was some kind of sport, you dam coward
Why I gotta remind you that you a dam father
Or feel like I’m doing too much for asking for a couple of dollars
Just for you to support a spitting image of you
You helped a little in the beginning yea but what else did you do
That’s why I’m walking at you right now
You act like taking care of a child is a favor nigga
For me it’s a lifestyle
Tell me you think it’s alright how
I’m supporting a baby it takes two to make, all by myself
Pushing around a heavy stroller all by myself
Having to carry it up some steps without no help
Having to lose a day of work, without no pay
Because the baby got sick and the dad don’t help
Boy that’s wild whack
I’m putting food in your child’s tummy and clothes on your child’s back
And I can never do nothing nice for myself
Cause every dollar I get is spent on everything that your child has
While you looking fresh, you are on igram, stunning like a fly men
Stunning for some likes but never stunning for your child, man
Oh what you think cause you post pictures of your kid on Instagram
You doing a good job at being a child’s dad
And I can careless about you and your new bitch
If you think I’m jealous one bit, then boy you stupid
Forget what we had, just don’t forget to be a dad
And be there for your child is that too much of a nuisance
If so it’s cool ill deal with the consequences
I’ll be there for my child no matter the condition
Just don’t start looking for us once we’re in a better position
Sign your baby momma aka another statistic, nigga

[Hook]
I regret you shorty
I regret you
I regret you nigga
I regret you
I don’t regret my child you see that there makes me smile
But if I could go back in time I wish I’d never met you

I regret you shorty
I regret you
I regret you nigga
I regret you
I don’t regret my child you see that there makes me smile
But if I could go back in time I wish I’d never met you

[Verse 2]
I ain’t sign up to be no baby daddy
I was under the impression that you was trapping me
Shit we already had mad problems as a couple girl
Whatever made you think we was fit to start a family
You’re the one who forced this child into a broken home
A situation where the moms and pops ain’t get along
It feels like the love is out and the hate is strong
But my kid is too young to understand why the father gone
Or never there as much as I would really like to
I mean it’s harder when your baby mom’s so spiteful
Her mom’s don’t like you
That child there is a spitting image of me
Then you’re shitting on your kid when you’re shitting on me
Can’t you see you speaking bad about me to our child
Is basically telling that kid that his half evil
I don’t even know how I bear with this shit
I’m doing everything I can to be there for my kid
I can’t lean on my mom for support that’s crazy
She spent her whole life trying to raise me
Now I’m going to make her start over and help me with a brand-new baby
She put in her work, she deserves to be lazy
I’m tired of how you dam manipulate me now
How every time you get mad I can’t see my child
It ain’t your business if my new girl going to be around
I understand why nigga dad’s turn to dead beats now
And I try my best not to be
But honestly this back and forth I’m going through with you
Is really making it hard for me
I’m going to keep it real with you
Sometimes I don’t even look for my child
Cause I don’t want to deal with you
Pressing me about money and clocking on my digits
Money don’t grow on trees I’m trying get it
What you want me to do, to start robbing and killing?
This pressure that you putting on me got me on a mission
Like I should do some illegal shit just to get it
If I write this from a jail cell you know why I did it
Just don’t feel bad for me when you put me in this position
Signed your baby daddy aka another statistic