girlmeetsboy

Lips (Feat.Joji)

lyrics:
I'm tired of my infatuations
infatuations insinuate
a fleeting feeling
like dealing of cards and shuffling back into the deck
please give my heart a rest
I'm tired of fast paces and rapidity
please give me 20 bpm
and a sense of tranquility

when i hold your hand
I want to melt, not shake
I want cool composure

I wanna fall in love
I'm exhausted with the
nauseous diagnostics of lovesickness

it's not even love
it's purely infatuations
or the craving of sensations
gives me too much idealistic elation

it's not even love

I wanna lay my head on your chest to hear a slow and steady pace
to mimic the way time will be
slow, yet the hours will appear to be minute
time will diminish
my senses to be acute yet vinous
even venomous words can seem like a frosting finish
on the sweet cake of life
I want someone who is the cherry on top
not someone who makes me feel like they're the entirety of the bakery

I wanna fall in love
I'm exhausted with the
nauseous diagnostics of lovesickness

it's not even love
it's purely infatuations
or the craving of sensations
gives me too much idealistic elation

[interlude]

it's not love

I wanna fall in love
I'm exhausted with the
nauseous diagnostics of lovesickness

it's not even love
it's purely infatuation
or the craving of sensations
it gives me too much idealistic elation

it's not even love

exhausted

every honeybee
sighs with jealousy
when they see you out with me
I won't blame them, goodness knows
honeysuckle rose

when we're passing by
flowers droop and sigh
and I know the reason why
you're much sweeter, goodness knows
honeysuckle rose

honeysuckle rose.

ivan. (prod. south. vibe) [thanks for 500k+ plays!]

OneEightyThree (Prod. Yondo)

really took me 7 months to make a 16 bar smh

mfn lyrics:

There’s no matter that could make my bones shatter
Only battle ready cats with focus that won’t add up
I track in the same path that makes the grown folk blow shrapnel
Accurate in any cross but that snow stacks 
Some tap away for more taps
Fine actor dragged by poor act
I relish in a stanza 
That’s grows as far as the tab stop
Hoping my cousin took away from Cartoon Network mascot
My nigga be coming home from school wondering what his ass was taught
My throat don’t sing
My phone don’t ring
It never has, but I would rather feel lonelier than be lonely
Don’t hold on 
Don’t hold me
Homie it’s okie dokie, I’m peachy
The seams breathe like Rooney’s thigh
You be fiending to think like me be 
Drinking tea for my sunrise
Audience bring me lemon juice
Audience stay upset when my heart and lip be impregnable
I’ve left a clue on every head 
The proof is under my hat
It’s time to go, but we’ll be right back

OneEightyThree (Prod. Yondo)

Zac