[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