Rey Morado - Sanguine (Prod. 4th-I Riddle C)

I can't sleep at night, ocean from my eyes
I'ma shift the gear, hope you be down to ride
I'ma burn the tree, help me find the light
Funny how they hate, prolly by design

I can't sleep at night, ocean from my eyes
(Throws got me like a vampire, nun they could understand bout it)
I'ma shift the gear, hope you be down to ride
(Everythang, I do everythang, never hang for a handout)
I'ma burn the tree, help me find the light
(I been burnin' tryna stand out, low key nigga don't know...)
Funny how they hate, prolly by design

Mourn for we, weed could never cure
It must be, It's so inevitable
My tank on E, my stomach it never full
My heart forever croak, you got my heart forever

Oh I can't get 'way from this, fuck the drugs I need mo' than a eigth fa this
Come around I can't act like I hate the shit, shawty we livin' in the mat-a-rix
My head split six ways way to toss me in a sick grave, prolly take my tombstone for granted
Always smell the rose when its first handed never feel the prick til you drop it and yo palm damaged damn Napalm hand me
A canister goddamn I'll gas up (aww)
Not enough matchin' to mask us (aww)
Why so serious, dem as cus, got a trained eye see the pain through the glasses

I'ma burn the tree, so I can find the light
Funny how they hate, prolly by design, oh

Written by:
ERIK TUFT

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