Fujiko
[Refrain]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Khary]
Love is like falling asleep on the phone, checking if you made it home, safely
Feeling complete when you’re gone, 'cause you know right where you belong, no maybes
Love is like- love is like being happy you exist
Love is like- love is like contemplating, but not really burning all my shit
I get on your nerves, you get on my nerves, but in the end, it’s 'bout how we make it work
Love is no forty-page dissertation, it’s not science or something measured in hertz
It’s defiance, not trying to make it perfect, it’s understanding you deserve it
It’s understanding I need space sometimes, understanding I’m introverted
Let go of your ego, I’ll-
Let go of my ego
Naked and free souls
Sacred and equal
Love is not needing you, but wanting you, two self-actualized beings
A conscious free of jealousy, heartbeats in eternal melodies, I listen, I love when it sings
Love is like you and I, divide by two, serious, but often comical
We share it all, only fight over food, when your phone light up, you know I’m sliding through
[Chorus: Khary & Lege Kale]
I don’t know the right words to say
To you, I’m awkward with how I feel
But with this liquid courage in my system now
Let’s make a deal
Roses aren’t red when winters are blue
So let’s fly away, somewhere with a view
Get high under stars, or get drunk on the moon
If I wake up hungover, at least I’m right next to you

[Verse 2: Khary]
Love has no complexion, so we don’t fucking owe it to anybody to date inside our race
Date outside our gender, move at your own pace
I’m finding my own way, met a pretty soul with the essence of a angel
Heaven, gotta thank you, she’s one hell of a woman, Heaven, gotta thank you
You stole my heart, you my Fujiko, you look like them girls in the movie rolls
Angelina Jolie; my homie, my one and only
Not to compare you or nothing, you're my idol, you’re my Latoya London, call me when you sick of the fronting
What do you need? I'll be there when I'm runnin', palm trees, we ain’t gotta' let sun in (Woah)
Yeah, how 'bout we take a vacation?
Flights are pretty cheap in January, surely, I’ll let you pick the location ([?])
Yeah, yeah, these other niggas stalk on your socials
I’m mature enough to know I got it, I know I don’t even gotta' post you (You)
(Yeah, yeah) Can’t stop the feeling, my heart on my sleeve, and my head on the ceiling
You know I only like to get high with you, you make it harder when I say, "Bye", to you
My baby, fully formed, funny lady, we were born in the nineties, TV shows from the eighties
Full House, Family Matters, a little young for the Brady’s
Think about it (Think about it), think about it (Think about it), what would you do without it?
Yeah, I truly doubt it, I truly doubt it, I know you’re really 'bout it
All this time spent brushin' it off
Tell me, are we just fucking? Are we getting involved?
'Cause I’ve been up to something that’s about to take off
But I need a co-captain on this mission to Mars, just so happens, the ignition won’t start
Without someone who commissions my heart, I admit, my life’s a trip
But at least I’ll have someone I can fall with... that’s you
[Bridge: Khary]
That’s you
That’s you
That’s you
That’s you

[Chorus: Khary]...
I don’t know the right words to say
To you, I’m awkward with how I feel
But with this liquid courage in my system now
Let’s make a deal
Roses aren’t red when winters are blue
So let’s fly away, somewhere with a view
Get high under stars, or get drunk on the moon
If I wake up hungover, at least I’m right next to you