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"On My Way" was written by Cossom, Kevin/unknown, Composer Author/mccolister, Antoine/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author.
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"On My Way" was written by Cossom, Kevin/unknown, Composer Author/mccolister, Antoine/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author/unknown, Composer Author.
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I'm on my way
This goin' out to every 'hood
We gon' make it

[Chorus]:
You can look into my eyes, see that I'm dead tired
6 in the morn', money still on my mind
So if you want it, I'm the one to supply
Be there in no time, no time, no time
I'm on my way-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay [x3]
I'm on my way-ay-ay-ay [x3]

Nigga this legendary, no ordinary shit
No ordinary bitches, no ordinary whips
A 4 bills nigga special like the 30
I came a long way from food stamps and Section 8

Niggas eatin' on these beats, get yourself a plate
And I'ma step away, one hit a breath away
When you on God's time, He ain't never late
Come so victory is here, we can celebrate

Okay, I'm on my grizzle, on my grind
Go ahead try, top my shine
I'm on my way, any day
Tell them niggas better have my cake

What you think? Nigga you ain't
Had me laughin' all the way to the bank
L O L, A M B, O R at the gini, baby

Had to chop the top off that bitch
Just so they can see me baby
Money I get, know that shit
Yeah he paid, notice it

Sleepin', who? No can do
Motivation, ocean view
How I get it? Bitch, you trippin'
Ain't got nothin' to do with you

[Chorus]

Victory is on the way
Khaled go in on 'em
Show 'em we gonna win, homie
Get off in they skin homie

I've been gettin' it in the streets over ten years
So you think a nigga pussy cause his ear's pierced?
Run up on a nigga if you want to
You gotta best, gotta be sure that it go through

BallGreezy gettin' money like he 'posed to
Good dope in the drop like soul food
Big body, big rims on the old school
Stay fly like a hood nigga 'posed to

Lights off, click clack in the Pinto
Seat back, dick sucked in the Benzo
5% DBs on the Renzo
No sleep, gotta eat, gotta get done

It's like I always say, muthafucker here I come
Another victory for the crib, a couple more before I'm done
And if you sleep, you better wake up, and get on your fuckin' job
'Cause I'm takin' everything except a loss

Iceberg goes off, yeah 24-7, night goes on
And I be scared I might miss money, so I won't doze off
I'ma snap, and the streets know it, Trick told me keep goin'
And I'ma keep chiefin' as long as God keep the weed growin'

[Chorus]

Switch man been too official, I've been destined to shine
Won't take no for an answer, fuck, nigga, gimme mine
Never been selfish for real, I put on my whole city
I went from standin' on corners to autographin' titties

My daddy gave my Virginia's King, a Richmond legend
A wise speaker, a woman pleaser, broke nigga, reverend
Mr O-10, I get it in, I wear the crown
We the best, tell 'em fuck next, I got now

You got the cash, then show me, better not be phony
Get on my level, 'cause they way below me
You ballin'? Baloney, girls ask me what my cologne is
Steel khakis and Coronas, and I'm actin' a donkey

Flip the four in a half, do the 'vert, and I left
Bet the Ave never seen bags chunky as that
Why you got pressure? 'Cause my Impala got pressure
Beatin' outside, shakin' the dice on my dresser
Is that Gunplay? Yes sir

[Chorus]

Yes, I'm on my way, all the way to the top
But I comin' from the bottom
This dude right here ain't got no brakes
Uh-uh, can't stop 'em

Pedal to the floor, I'm ridin'
Where the money keep multiplyin'
You can tell I'm stickin' like a muthafucker by the way I'm vibin'

Just came back from where I was
On my way somewhere else next
Wrappin' rubber bands around my bankroll make my money spent

You can check up over here, check up over there
Spread my hustle everywhere
I'm high-head grindin', gettin' it
I'm everywhere, you're never there

It's Young Cash, I rap and I sing, nigga
Still a goon, I rap under you rappers for your chain, nigga
Fuck the alcohol, I'm the one they playin', nigga
Black is the attire when I roll up with that thang, nigga

I'm ridin' slaughter by the water, movin' quarter keys
I come from Texas, if you're Georgia just to fuck with me
Gimme your order, buy the mornin', dog, I guarantee
That you gon' leave with some white as fine as Alicia Keys

[Chorus]

Songwriters
COSSOM, KEVIN/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/MCCOLISTER, ANTOINE/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR/UNKNOWN, COMPOSER AUTHOR

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