Sentimental ​gio. (Boston)

[intro]
There's definitely days where I write a whole song and just delete it because I feel like it’s not good enough
I definitely have sentimental days where I'm just like, hey look
God took me out of this before, so he's going to do it again
I have sentimental days, yuh
Looking for the way, yuh
It’s not easy [?]
We're all here to stay ay ay ay ay

[Chorus]
I'm on the move I've been moving
Little boy what is you doing
You think you can make it with music
Who do you think that you'rе fooling
I'm on the move I've been moving
Littlе boy what is you doing
You think you can make it with music
Who do you think that you're fooling

[verse 1]
Proceed to east, so feed the beast
To feed the peace, to lead the weak
To [?], that is society
Better [?] quietly
Probably
Right in my diary, to mass the silence
I’d rather spit these bars than resort to violence
Life on auto-pilot, I’ve been feeling distant
Wait to talk, very slow to listen
Never help, it is non-existent
Had to go seek it, like where it go
Don't run from the [?] you’ll never grow
Just because you speak doesn't mean it shows
There's something unique in these hairy flows
I spit how I'm living, my civic too driven
I say what is written, I don’t mess with gimmicks
My life has been livid
My spirit is
Stay stay ayy ayy ayy