Wedding Day

Girl, we can't ever get divorced if I marry you

You tryna find all the emotions I bury

You tryna see who I am tonight, but I vary

Shit that I learned, you can't learn in no library

You can be a suspect, you can be a custy

Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty

These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be

If you're not a made man, you can not discuss me

This is not for play now, things that I pray about

Paid my mama house off, win a VMA now

Tryna buy a grotto, strappin' on the Greyhound

Aimin' at the opps now, circlin' the playground

Virginia for real though, **** sellin' real low

Touch a quarter mill', oh, weigh it by the kilo

I'm just sayin' facts now, you should see the B-roll

End up as a lowlife, tryna be a hero

You can be a suspect, you can be a custy

Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty

These are just the real facts, this the way it must be

You can never graze, never brush, never touch me

Just me and my wifey for life

Just me and me and my side-piece tonight

Just me and my dime-piece if you like

I don't mean to objectify her in a light

But if she prefers to be a bad bitch tonight

Who am I to not honor her sacrifice?

I don't want to j-just patronize

She likes it when I look in her eyes

You can be a suspect, you can be a custy

Still know how the trap work, even if I'm rusty

These are still the hood rules, this the way it must be

If you're not a made man, you can not discuss me

This is not for play now, things that I pray about

Paid my mama house off, win a VMA now

Tryna buy a grotto, strappin' on the Greyhound

Aimin' at the opps now, circlin' the playground

Virginia for real though, **** sellin' real low

Touch a quarter mill', oh, weigh it by the kilo

I'm just sayin' facts now, you should see the B-roll

End up as a lowlife, tryna be a hero

Rick James, bitch, in a mink coat

Act surprised, even though you know I been cold

Say you miss me, even though you say it in code

Still in love, although we're no longer involved

Silked down, bitch, not in Rick O

We made it to a Slim Jxmmi from a Jim Crow

Only thing I never learned, how to be simple

So close lips, close eyes, never info

'Cause these nights are the rarest

These nights excite, with these lights and the spirits

This life the life when you rewrite what your fear is

When you reach these heights, this life is the clearest, uh

These nights are the rarest

These nights excite, with these lights and the spirit

When you reach these heights, you rewrite what your fear is

Yes, I'm seein' my shit the clearest