[Intro]
Alright, on Eastside
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
La-da-da, la-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da
La-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, la-da-da
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Jet Life, la-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da
Life

[Verse 1]
Uh, lose it and get it back
I'm a master at that
I lose my mind every day, but music bring me back
Run a few laps on tracks, pick through my vinyl stacks
Let's travel through time
Roy Ayers, "I Am Your Mind"
"King Heroin" my favorite cut from James Brown
No particular destination, told the driver just to drive me 'round
Rainy day in my town
But that won't keep the drama down
Them youngsters say that it's up
Umbrellas and mops in the truck
Somebody finna get wet as fuck
Pause if necessary
I played the pink mink in February
Legendary
Player shit hereditary
Map drawn in invisible ink, show me where the treasure's buried
[Interlude]
On Eastside
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
La-da-da, la-da, la-da, la-da, ayy
La-da, la-da, la-da, la-da

[Verse 2]
Magnetized to dollar signs
Every day, we combine
The paper and I
Then ideas come to life
On paper, I write
Lines so dope, they pay me more paper to recite
Daytime with a flashlight
Searching for excitement
Led her to the same arena that I'm in
Caught eyes from across the court
My homeboys play professional sports
I came to support
Halftime, small talk played a big part
I could smash after the game for sure, it's a cakewalk
But that ain't what I'm on
Just a hunger for more
Streams on the internet, t-shirts sold out the store
Automatic doors, safes in the floors
Books on the coffee tables, magazines and a torch
Automatic doors, safes in the floors
Books on the coffee table, magazines and a—
Automatic doors, safes in the floors
Books on the coffee tables, magazines and a torch
Automatic doors, safes in the floors
Books on the coffee table, magazines and a—
Automatic doors