Burbank

Morning, afternoon, the night is really just illusion
The sky began to fall, the people clapped & watched me lose it
Hangin on to sanity, it's all that's really left
The sea would do me good, I'm terrified to surf the crest
Morning, afternoon, the night is really just illusion
The sky began to fall, the people clapped & watched me loosen
Hangin on to sanity, it's all i really need
I form my hands in hopes to find my dad below the sea

Sativa diva i got itchy feet, packing fiji water in my kenneth cole
Kd boofin in my khaki pockets, at my 9-5, alleys never cold
It's the same day, from my window pane, wit the same smile, but it's never fake
Truest man, I'm an honest nigga, it's no need to pray, i see me every day
Could this be more perfect, for me
You think he would surf it for me
Hallelujah, earth ain't for me
Your departure broke & tore me
Could this be more perfect, for me
You think he would surf it for me
HALLELUJAH, shift gears, cream m5, 4 vanilla seater
I just broke the meter, millie rock to fiji, kill a dab wit peter
I just lit a spliff, & hit the stu on Z's
Niggas hatin, really grew on me
Move in silence, try to keep the balance, wit the pink moscato fillin up my chalice
I just copped a palace, & a genie too
Usin my wishes but prayin too
I hit a bitch in the green room, made a hit, & we moving to scene two

Morning, afternoon, the night is really just illusion
The sky began to fall, the people clapped & watched me lose it
Hanging on to sanity, it's all that's really left
The sea would do me good, i'm terrified to surf the crest