Tryin’ ta Win Stat Quo

[Intro: Stat Quo]
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Stat Quo, Alchemist, YEA!

[Vesre 1: Stat Quo]
In retrospect, due to stress I almost lost my life
My baby momma so much drama I gotta pay that price
I'm a trip, I hate hoes on one hand
The other hand I want me a wife
Cop the Jag then lace her with ice
Leave the mall with bags, yeah right!
Skeet on that freak then dip the same night
Fly a kite bitch, booty colder than a ice pick
Fuck you and your best friend, I'm quite slick
Plus it's my third leg make 'em throw fits
I don't trust 'em nor love her - that's some bullshit!
Ol' girl pregnant, now she's headed
To the delivery room to have yo' baby
Dawg, that's your lady - muh'fucker you crazy!
Fuck that broad, she's shady
Aftermath bitch I'm sway-zy
I was latex lazy, that pussy had my vision hazy
But Zaire's here, my only son and baby
I mean Zaire's here, my only son and baby

[Hook: repeat 2X]
I lost a whole lotta dollars, a whole lotta friends
Who can I trust in the end?
As the, love keeps spinnin, we all keep sinnin
All cause we tryin to win (all cause we tryin to win)