Michael South — Aesthetics

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I am on my own throne
Let’s just get blown (blown)
We colliding our worlds
And this feeling so dope when your
Curled hair with the Balmain on ya
Oh man know ya better
(Pick a tempo take it slow
Why my brain numb, voyage through the unknown
Mmm feel it feel it feel it mmm
(Feel it)

Painting vivid pictures with my fingertips
Letting you slide cause you got them bigger lips
Seeking deeper trips kiss kiss kiss
Like this like this I just want to bite this
Hey move Cinderella move Cinderella
Back from Coachella
Art like Stella
Old name Della
Dark room steady
Don’t tell me when you`re ready cause I know it all already

I am on my own throne
Let’s just get blown (blown)
We colliding our worlds
And this feeling so dope when your
Curled hair with the Balmain on ya
Oh man know ya better (ugh)

Come and get what you talked about and said (ugh ugh ugh)
Never better stay in home instead of (ugh ugh ugh)
Flashback never know if it is a set up(ugh)
Easily change your mind when we met up
We all born sinners
You all made thrillers
Then cry rivers
Staying in front of mirrors
Forget about the wounds and painkillers
Losers always say you act like trained killers
Jealous
Backseat Benz
Top of me dance
Flash a glance
Alter all plans
Its not just about catching body like this
A matter of fashion and aesthetics won`t miss
Couple minutes in won`t front
Feelings gone

I am on my own throne (right)
Let’s just get blown (right)
We colliding our worlds (yeah)
And this feeling so dope when your (ugh)
Curled hair with the Balmain on ya
Oh man know ya better

Appreciate the vibes (ugh)
Man (mmm) feel it feel it (mmm)
Feel it (ugh) (yeah)