East Side

[Instrumental]

[Verse 1]
Losing track of time
Wishing I could rewind
Texting back days late
Cause I'm lost in the grind
Summertime almost over so it's time for the fall
They passing me the mic like Lebron with the ball
They know I speak that real shit-
I got them verses that can get you in your feels quick
Reminiscing, feel sick
I'm the type of dude that lose his money on a scratch-off
So when it comes to love
I'm the first one that's gonna back off, for real
I don't say nothing, I fade away
They be searching for the path while I pave the way
In pursuit
It's about what you do, not what you speak
Have some manners, close your mouth while you eat
I'm on some living better now shit
Knocking out these beats like Ronda Rousey
Tryna go 50-0 like Mayweather
Wanna be the greatest ever
Not just momentary
Eat a verse for dinner like I study culinary
I can almost taste it

[Chorus]
I need to freeze time
Hang out with you more in my free time
Tell you what it's like on the East Side
That's where you can find me x2
Living on the East Side

[Verse 2]
I've been writing so much
I should prolly have arthritis
Lot's of blessings
But I'm feeling like I got the Lord's finest
I be pulling all-nighters
Just to play with some words
Spitting til my throat hurts
Call my flow bronchitis
Even in the worst times
I be spitting the best
Haters whisper when they see
I say "Speak from your chest"
Too much good going for me to comfort you with your flesh
They say life's a bitch so
Study hard for the test
And Imma pass
Feel like I already taken the class
Watch your back cause
I can see too many snakes in the grass
Feeling like I'm going through the world blinded
But my dream's a needle in a haystack
And Imma find it
I'm one for timing

[Chorus]
I need to freeze time
Hang out with you more in my free time
Tell you what it's like on the East Side
That's where you can find me x2
Living on the East Side

[Verse 3]
I've been rapping so often
I've been losing my lungs
Putting all my money into this
I'm losing my funds
Put all my eggs in one basket
Hope I don't hit no bumps
Have a lot of acquaintances
Wouldn't call them my chums
I've been getting lost in beats
I grew up playing drums
So it's fair to say I'll probably go and
Make one for lunch
Have another verse by dinner
Have another hit by nightfall
Music is an ocean and I'm feeling like the lifeguard
Got a lot of old friends
There's only one that I call, only one that I text
I've been so busy recently I don't even like sex
Get off on a mic check
Stressed out with life- that's when I write best
I see people texting all they feelings
I put mine in a verse
Some would hate it
Some would love it
Man the world is diverse
Before I go and take action, Imma sit and observe
The one thing we have in common is
We're blessed and we're cursed
Jay David

[Chorus]
I need to freeze time
Hang out with you more in my free time
Tell you what it's like on the East Side
That's where you can find me x2
Living on the East Side

[Instrumental fades]