Connor Price - Eastern Ave Night lyrics

Yeah got a lot on my to do list
Short term gotta move quick
Long term gotta stay
Patient think big picture like Kubrick
Hitchcock with the HipHop
Spielberg with the ill verses
Spike Lee when I write these
Twist words like Tim Burton (yeah)
Out of this world I’m moving to Mars (look)
Comparing myself to a movie director because
I just shoot for the stars get it? (Ay)
Shoot for the stars
And I ain’t distracted by groupies and cars
Get in the booth, doing my part
Spitting the truth and poof I’m gone
I know I got ways to go
Still don’t know which way to go
Spend a lot of time these days alone and
No friends these days I stay at home (look)
I got some missed calls
A couple people that’s pissed off


Right now I got stay working I’ll hit
You back when I get off

Yeah, gotta move quick
Got one shot hoping I don’t miss
Equipped with nothing but a mic and
A Mac and a pen
And a pad every day in the lab better witness
Tracks get laid with a rap then I send
It off to half for the mix done, love it
Rinse, repeat, new beat run it
All I gotta do is just keep going
Brand new beat I keep flowing
We going up, 4 of clubs on me my team loyal
We soaring, Destroying
Everything in my path (yeah)
Trying not to look back (woah)
Hoping this is gon’ last
Never hold back ‘till I go back in
An old Astin a whole castle with
Gold plaques in a big frame next to
My name that’s when I’ll stop
Pages upon pages of these verses I
Been working is it worth it
Well one thing is for certain- I
Gave it all that I got