JRB the Producer - On My Way lyrics

[MGK-Verse 1] Ok Now they say home is where the hate is Pulling up, “Hi, haters!” I know, I've been on a hiatus Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one I put my future on the table and I won See they told me, “Life's a gamble” Now this is my casino Made sure my fellas good Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot With the girl that held me down from the beginning My team throwing up L's But it's funny cause we winning A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom But opinions are a**holes now, everybody got ‘em So they ask me why I do it I do it for the streets Heard momma got out the grill Man I do it for the grease Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink sh** I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up Never had a date, so I really didn't dance much Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux Told him, “Keep the loafers” kept it gully with my black chucks So you can keep watching the stars But me I wanna be ‘em And I just beat the odds I guess we can call it even Cause the underdog Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers To living lavish then a mother f**er God damn! [Interlude] Ooooooh weee! We got stories for days man, for days. They just got to listen. Ay slim! Oh and if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there. But any way it's safe to say we're on our way man. Bout time though. sh**! Ay you remember when my dad kicked me out right after we met and I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul like "hey you wanna move in with me?" Or matter a fact, nah, nah, you remember the time we had those two girls over and Dub called like "yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at The If!" Oh that's what we called the store across from our crib, "The If" cause it was on a 130th. But anyway though man we left the girls there sitting with the doors open, sprinting to the store, ready to fight, and this fool closed like "ahhh got y'all, I was just playin'." Damn I still wanna whoop his a** for that sh**. Nah, nah, nah, nah, matter fact you remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard? So we went and gathered up spare change like everyday and walked into that bank with a heavy a** bag of nickels and they were lookin' at us like man what the f**? Hahaha we too grounded to be Hollywood. Man, this about as Hollywood as Im'a get. Peep this! [MGK-Verse 2] Hold up Okay I heard they want the cla**ics My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream I was Superbad in the cla** I just Dazed off So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off Back in Cooley High, students used to nickname us The Goonies Every night we blacked out, sh** they should've called us roofies Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby Blowing oowee man I swear this As Good As It Gets Godfather told me, “Keep doing that music sh**” He said, “Your piece of the American Pie is waiting” From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous Kells