David Walker - Ocean Eyes (feat. JuiceBoxxx)

Sitting in bed, listen to beats while I write to this
Digging through my past to go and find this
Never really felt pain, completely like this
So consumed by my music that I feel lifeless
Introspective on a record they won't listen to it
Everything I give is making me dream until I'm lucid
Mind gone so far I think I'm starting to lose it
And when I think about my past the tears come oozing
How am I crying in the city I've always dreamed about?
Make a list of things I'm tryna be about
Rip it up, turn it in to ashes while I'm bleeding out
Killing myself, thinking 'bout where I could be at now
All they ever seeing is the outcome, skipping past the income
But the income is where I like to come in from
They don't seem to know where I'm coming from
No cutting corners, no bends up in this run
I'm convinced to be the greatest you got to fight for your life
Give it everything you've got inside these nights
My brother told me he believed in me, trust your natural talents
So I gotta get it feed the family, that's morale over malace
Can't hold grudges 'cause they'll hold you back
Taking over my mind and taking over my raps
They stabbed me in the back
Grabbed me took me right off my track
Those ocean eyes led me to the moon
But I died coming back
Blue and grey, ocean eyes, I thought she was an angel
Everybody fake today, man it's all about angles
All about it? Well I doubt it, what's your angle with me?
Bought an Audi, twin turbo man hand me the key
And they switched up like I'm changing lanes
You pick the time and place, and I'll buy you the fucking plane
I took her shit for years, and now it just don't hit the same
They gave me all they got, but now it's just kind of tame
They doubt my name but one day, I'll sell out arenas
I keep 600 cash in case they don't take VISA
Bad bitch named Ash, I said hi nice to meet yah
And I'm working on my wrist it hits hard like Serena
I need one or two milly if you just want a feature
That little bitch called me back and said that he didn't mean it
I cruise around with the top down, I still got that heater
Watch your mouth boy, the .45 will cut like Katrina
I just want to do more then pop perc's and save for Birkin
I've been up late at night tossing and turning
I've been flooring cars and going for a gap and I'm smirking
Cruising more with the A4 you cross me it's curtains
That's just the old me man, imma be more specific
All I dream about is coming first but that's just positions
Everyone doing better shit that's just fictitious
Wish I could do more, or be more, but that's all ambitions

Written by:
David Walker, Josiah Ducharme

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