MUSIC FOR SALE

Intro
Yeah, I’ve been called a lot of things…

But you? You keep callin’ me your forever.
Watch this…



Verse 1
I don’t wear shades indoors, nah, that ain’t my lane,
But I’ll compliment your curls like it’s champagne rain.
I’m the type to dance off-beat in the kitchen,
Flip pancakes, still hit every note I’m pitchin’.
I’m not a baller or a boss with a chain —
But loyalty hit deeper than a name.


Pre-Chorus
They say I’m corny — that’s fine with me,
Popcorn pops when the heat’s on, see?
You’ll get tired of their games in time…
Real love settles like a vintage wine.

Chorus
I’m not the thrill you chase in a boyfriend,
I’m the forever you find in a husband.
Not a thug, not a player — I’m steady percussion,
The beat that don’t quit when the rush ends.
They don’t see it now, but they will one day…
When the smooth talk fades and life needs grace.
I’m not your weekend fun, babe —
I’m the forever you find in that band on your hand.

Verse 2
I say please, thank you, and mean it too,
Slip notes in your lunch just to show my view.
While they postin’ chains, I’m changin’ tires,
Guardin’ your peace when the world breathes fire.
Got dad-joke humor, got mom-approved moves,
But honesty’s the rhythm that always proves —
You don’t need tattoos or a wild-boy story
To pull up strong in authentic glory.

Pre-Chorus 2
They call me soft — I call it seasoned.
The right kind of real got timeless reason.

Chorus
I’m not the thrill you chase in a boyfriend,
I’m the forever you find in a husband.
I’m not here to flex — I’m here to function,
Real love, no gimmicks, no malfunction.
And when you’re done with boys wearin’ old disguise,
You’ll see the truth livin’ in these uncool eyes.
I’m not the spark — I’m the current, baby…
Flowin’ steady, keepin’ your world hummin’, maybe.


Bridge
Let ’em roll dice — I’m buildin’ foundation,
Not flirtation — dedication.
I serenade your spirit, not the clothes you wear;
Beauty fades… but my calm stays there.

Ad-lib:
Yeah, call me corny — I’ll wear that crown.
That real-man energy? Yeah, it’s holdin’ me down.

Final Chorus / Outro
I’m not the thrill you chase in a boyfriend,
I’m the forever you find in a husband.
They gon’ laugh till they see you blushin’
When I’m cookin’ breakfast while the vinyl’s bumpin’.
I don’t wanna act hard — I wanna love smart,
Give you peace, not pressure — that’s my art.
Call me goofy, call me lame if you must…
But baby, I’m forever — and you can trust this husb’.

Ba-ba-ba… ba-by… yeah, that good kind of steady…