On My Way

Uh, I'm bending blocks, steel package, put out the lines with curvy Stood on my square, dropped classics without the controversy I'm poppin' jerseys, she's toppin' a nigga top, she turvy Money for pain, see a Benjamin's like a Aussie 30 I'm clockin' early, whatever to live Versace's 30 I spent my life crossin' waters, a paparazzi journey I'm all but losers, bunched in, a kamikaze tourney You some detective, sweet nothings, was Ronald Rizey movie Forgive my ignorance, lump sums for the fools A quarter million in uncomfortable shoes The skies are sad, got our own trophies for blues From a place where you know better becomes something to prove Carrots for clarity, stones jumped in the tombs Traitors a casualty, stones jumped and removed Worked too hard to get me out my muse Excuse my manners, semi-hollow moods Broke bones, screws, fat attitudes I'm down to fall a hundred times if I prevail On my way through hell (it ain't how you fall, it's how you get up) I seen the best of gangsters rise until they fell On my way through hell (you get your all, never give up) Ain't nothing better than that brand-new money smell On your way through hell (all my life I gotta stay chipped up) Take it or leave it, I ain't got a soul to sell On my way through hell (all I ever had is bad luck), uh Cut yellow tape, still crime scenes in jacuzzis, I've been in hell We play male style liftin' the Louis stock to ten I learned my lesson hard when he's tryna sue me up to pen back On my clumsy shit jewels droppin' my boots, found the gems You done seen this before, exact same movie watched again Him always had the it-factor, that's what excludes me out of them I met my maker a second time when he threw me back again Over a hundred backstabs, rare that you truly have a friend Every month I make a masterpiece, flow tighter than Fashion Week Hen and G made for TV, episodes in the rapper suite Enemies every day, seven foes in an average week I make it ring by the 11 rows of my athlete You fuck with me when hell is frozen, when we sell as golden Accidents from DR sleepin' on me, too much melatonin Some bonds are better broken, you can tell I'm chosen The fuck if you check for me as long as I'm checked envelope I'm down to fall a hundred times if I prevail On my way through hell (it ain't how you fall, it's how you get up) I seen the best of gangsters rise until they fell On my way through hell (you get your all, never give up) Ain't nothing better than that brand-new money smell On your way through hell (all my life I gotta stay chipped up) Take it or leave it, I ain't got a soul to sell On my way through hell (all I ever had is bad luck)