Lyrics Wedding Cake - Nimic Revenue

Wedding Cake

I’m no fan of pain, but I guess it feels good
'Cause I keep coming back to you and I know you’re no good, yeah
Two strikes away from letting go and I probably should, huh
But if they only knew, I wish I could, yeah
Yeah, ice cube chain, chain
Yeah, I just count up in private
My mama seeing me shining
Yeah, left the haters on silent
What can they say now?
Slid on they bitch like a playground
She love to party and rave now
Now she got tats on her face now
Yeah, that’s my twin, my baby, my everything
Hope one day we start settling
I know I’m not good with my messaging
Girl, I can give you the rest of me
Got the drip, niggas want the recipe
Why take a fake when you can have the real thing?
I done been in small chances, I done been in big plays
And the money still big, nigga, ain’t shit changed
I’m no fan of pain, but I guess it feels good
'Cause I keep coming back to you and I know you’re no good, yeah
Two strikes away from letting go and I probably should, huh
But if they only knew, I wish I could, yeah
Everything look easy, but it’s always easy to look, uh
So fuck all that preaching, you don’t know what it took, yeah
I give her my heart and more
Just stay back 'cause she slammed the door
When we both couldn’t handle no more
Had to look both ways to pull the cord
Oh, what are we fighting for?
Shouldn’t have to question who you fighting for
Fuck it, I’m moving on
It’s like I only do wrong
Colder than where I’m from
But hotter than what’s in my lungs
I’m no fan of pain, but I guess it feels good
'Cause I keep coming back to you and I know you’re no good, yeah
Two strikes away from letting go and I probably should, huh
But if they only knew, I wish I could, yeah