[VERSE 1: Ron Obasi]
I said making peace with everything of yesterday, today this week
Clangin teeth ‘bout everything I tried to say but can't just speak
Magazines I got my issues with all kind of things
Obsolete, will my kins come fly wit me like Dominque
East side nigga, and he from Tennessee
Cheese, its me
See it's me
Jesus please
They can't fucking save wit me no Jesus piece
Ask me what Im smoking on and I said Jesus & peace
Now thats some irony
Ain’t ironman but got an iron knee
Cause every timе I took my falls
Bounce back like bitch I ball
Hated his namе, to his name got called
They in awe
They in awe
Ain’t gone settle my nigga
Pot got medal my nigga
And Im black, talk to the kettle my nigga
Shit goin up, can’t be upset my nigga
If God is sellin hope, know I gotta cop a few
Lot to lose
Rendezvous with all my plans
While Im in solitude
Progress made with everything I constitute
Still thinking ‘bout the baddest bitch in the calmest mood
"She said her name was Destiny"
Tried to hand me a destiny, told 'em Ima choose, ima choose
Tried to hand me a destiny, told em I’ma choose
Tried to
Eastside Nigga
[VERSE 2: Brian Brown]
Yeah yeah fuck with me
On a high
Lowkey famous
Let’em tell it
That won’t change me
I ain’t done enough forreal
To even wanna chase a thrill
All good just a week ago
Hit my phone like “Hello, stranger”
I ain’t text her back; it’s been some days
I knew that had her angry
Right now? can’t stop, won’t stop
Young gun shootin’ for da top spot
Been thru da wire... plan working out
Swear i’d be damned if it all falls down
We’ont even care what people say
Cause one glad morning? i’ll fly away
Shining like a diamond in da rough
Only thing missing? Rocafella chain
Out east baby, Yeah
Nashville, tis of thee
Tryna make it out. ain’t seen too many things
Outside of these surroundings. bout time i be dumbfounded
By da world & its treasures. what’s out there... who could guess it??
Fuck it, why not go get it?? so many i knew ain’t get da chance to
So i’m on it. Bright & early in the morning
Let the sunshine in. You know good & well we need it
Searching for sum’n different. Everybody seems to be, huh?
[VERSE 3: Chuck Indigo]
Whatchu needin?
Whatchu want?
I done seen this place before
Searchin for the memories
Miss my homies dead and gone
Dodgin death and misery
Feel sum thangs i never show
But ill always love the place
A nigga used to call home
Moved out the way
Make me feel like a lil nigga
When i hit the Eastside
Reminisce on pal football days
Only had two plays
Toss left or the sweep right
Either way, nigga gone score
Had dreams of the pros
Shit came and they gone
Ion feel no ways
When ya at that age
Name a nigga that don’t, wanna be like Kobe
Or Spit sixteen ‘bout a brick , go jump clean onna bitch
Wet coochie on ya dick make a nigga act up
Buy shit ya don’t need for a bitch
I was a player in training, living so shameless
Feeling no danger
Still well aware
I was in places where
Niggas had bodies
Niggas had priors
Niggas had bangers, damn
Same shit pointed me opposite
I was more focused on colleges
Honor roll, scholarships, doctorate, uh
Tryna do good for my mama ‘nem, uh
Now a nigga roll all kinda shit, uh
Put a nigga mind on a rocket ship, uh
How you think i stay so optimistic
Growin up, had no pot to piss in
[OUTRO: Ron Obasi]
Eastside nigga
Eastside nigga
I said making peace with everything of yesterday, today this week
Clangin teeth ‘bout everything I tried to say but can't just speak
Magazines I got my issues with all kind of things
Obsolete, will my kins come fly wit me like Dominque
East side nigga, and he from Tennessee
Cheese, its me
See it's me
Jesus please
They can't fucking save wit me no Jesus piece
Ask me what Im smoking on and I said Jesus & peace
Now thats some irony
Ain’t ironman but got an iron knee
Cause every timе I took my falls
Bounce back like bitch I ball
Hated his namе, to his name got called
They in awe
They in awe
Ain’t gone settle my nigga
Pot got medal my nigga
And Im black, talk to the kettle my nigga
Shit goin up, can’t be upset my nigga
If God is sellin hope, know I gotta cop a few
Lot to lose
Rendezvous with all my plans
While Im in solitude
Progress made with everything I constitute
Still thinking ‘bout the baddest bitch in the calmest mood
"She said her name was Destiny"
Tried to hand me a destiny, told 'em Ima choose, ima choose
Tried to hand me a destiny, told em I’ma choose
Tried to
Eastside Nigga
[VERSE 2: Brian Brown]
Yeah yeah fuck with me
On a high
Lowkey famous
Let’em tell it
That won’t change me
I ain’t done enough forreal
To even wanna chase a thrill
All good just a week ago
Hit my phone like “Hello, stranger”
I ain’t text her back; it’s been some days
I knew that had her angry
Right now? can’t stop, won’t stop
Young gun shootin’ for da top spot
Been thru da wire... plan working out
Swear i’d be damned if it all falls down
We’ont even care what people say
Cause one glad morning? i’ll fly away
Shining like a diamond in da rough
Only thing missing? Rocafella chain
Out east baby, Yeah
Nashville, tis of thee
Tryna make it out. ain’t seen too many things
Outside of these surroundings. bout time i be dumbfounded
By da world & its treasures. what’s out there... who could guess it??
Fuck it, why not go get it?? so many i knew ain’t get da chance to
So i’m on it. Bright & early in the morning
Let the sunshine in. You know good & well we need it
Searching for sum’n different. Everybody seems to be, huh?
[VERSE 3: Chuck Indigo]
Whatchu needin?
Whatchu want?
I done seen this place before
Searchin for the memories
Miss my homies dead and gone
Dodgin death and misery
Feel sum thangs i never show
But ill always love the place
A nigga used to call home
Moved out the way
Make me feel like a lil nigga
When i hit the Eastside
Reminisce on pal football days
Only had two plays
Toss left or the sweep right
Either way, nigga gone score
Had dreams of the pros
Shit came and they gone
Ion feel no ways
When ya at that age
Name a nigga that don’t, wanna be like Kobe
Or Spit sixteen ‘bout a brick , go jump clean onna bitch
Wet coochie on ya dick make a nigga act up
Buy shit ya don’t need for a bitch
I was a player in training, living so shameless
Feeling no danger
Still well aware
I was in places where
Niggas had bodies
Niggas had priors
Niggas had bangers, damn
Same shit pointed me opposite
I was more focused on colleges
Honor roll, scholarships, doctorate, uh
Tryna do good for my mama ‘nem, uh
Now a nigga roll all kinda shit, uh
Put a nigga mind on a rocket ship, uh
How you think i stay so optimistic
Growin up, had no pot to piss in
[OUTRO: Ron Obasi]
Eastside nigga
Eastside nigga
( Ron Obasi )
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