Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Left the phone in the kitchen
Let the pot talk, slow simmer
Steam on the glasses, cracked window
Sun in the sink, gold shimmer
Old hoodie with the paint stains
Same sandals from last summer
Mail stacked on the table like bills and prayers
I’ll get to both when I’m centered
Bag of rice on the counter
Curry on the back flame, low
Playlist on that loop I like
Same four bars in a row
Mind on nothing and everything
Drift like smoke to the ceiling
Got a week worth of weight on my shoulders
But this groove keep peeling it
[Chorus]
Slow cooked Sundays, I don’t rush it (nah)
Let the day stretch out, long cushion (yeah)
Let the worries turn soft in the oven of my mind (uh)
Slow cooked Sundays, take your time
Slow cooked Sundays, take your time (take your time, take your—hey)
[Verse 2]
Neighbor yelling at his dog again
Kids chalk hearts on the sidewalk
I just stir what’s in the big pan
Let the quiet do the small talk
Text buzz, I don’t even check it
If it’s love, it’ll still be there
If it’s work, it can wait till Monday
Right now, all I clock is air
Take a bite, close my eyes once
That’s a whole vacation in a spoon
Little spice in the back of my throat
Got me grateful for this room
Fridge humming like a bassline
Drip from the faucet on beat (on beat)
World run laps around itself
I move once every eight, on repeat (real slow)
[Chorus]
Style
rapdusty boom bap looprelaxed swing. male vocals laid-back and conversationaltight doubled in key phrases; ad-libs panned wide and subtle. hook opens up with stacky crew chantshorn stabsand extra percussion layers; verses stay minimal with warm bassvinyl crackleand lazy rimshots. light tape delay on select bars for vibebig room on the final hook chant.male vocalsbasslinewarm
Prompt
rap, Dusty boom bap loop at a relaxed tempo, swung drums and warm bassline. Male vocals laid back in the pocket, ad‑libs tucked wide. Hook opens up with stacked group chants and subtle horn stabs; ver
Credits
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HollowVotive
HollowVotiveGeneratedDec 31, 2025
ModelAria v5
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