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letra de routines - sean gonzalez

[verse 1]

listen
for the times i couldn’t prove i improved, man
a living proof of all of my good can
see the sorrow i’m hollow, but never shallow
learnt not to be the type to follow like it’s a shadow
i’m
introspective with the view
it’s my secret leaving all the clues
i wanted life to be so special
too bad at dealing with the pressure (yeah)
wanna get it started with you
but when i try it’s like i’m tryna wash a spoon
but it just washes you back
i am so intricate in finding the clues
that when i start to remember
all i do is overthink about the past
and if the blessings i aspire come true
hope the curses don’t follow me
in spite of the reality
i’m tryna get outta me
living lives we can’t afford
but still the good shit gets ignored
i gotta live a little more

[hook]

by daylight crave like
more things to do
when i’m awake i’m just singing a tune but i’m
four days out doing the exact same things
so i know i be caught up in between routines
i be caught up in between routines

[verse 2]

what’s the point in living life with these measures?
imma treasure what i want and what i want is some pleasure
no more pressure from the ones that say my stuff could be fresher
most the times these motherfuckers never been on an adventure
venturesome, part of my genetics
every single chromosome on some
type of anomaly, feel odd in here
found myself a place to fit but feet then on to prove
always feeling obligation to move
my life ain’t sedentary
all up in my mind there’s a feeling my go-to
i don’t know why i’m surprise
never sure what about to do
present ain’t no gift
cause the president a gimmick
shit don’t need no explanation
i refuse to give up the truth
fighting for his farewell
some fade and have his back
some fresh air what they lack
as if they grew up in altitude
i don’t know if these wife beaters is mind readers
but you won’t see me calling yo shit out
in packed arenas

[hook]

[verse 3]

well let me leave it factual, i’m actually filled with p-ssion
irrational, this dream i make it happen it’s natural
i came to see, spree spending on promotion
cd’s molded my life but that business getting broken
i be aiming for the streams, it seems it’s where the gold is
the rush is getting noticed but platinum is my motives
people spending stacks on ig follows
shit i don’t like it when that shit’s so hollow
better wait till tomorrow to borrow some peace of mind
shit might just fuck around and try give a piece of mine
nonexistent, persistent still
addict to the feel of writing some illmatic
inspired rhymes to the beat
well fuck it i aim for the daylight
crave like
more than just a feeling when the play right
got nothing to lose and dreams fulfilled to gain
this ain’t in vain
can’t afford to miss this train again by

[hook]

- sean gonzalez

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