On My Way

[Verse 1] Uh, I'm bending blocks still, package put out the lines were curvy Stood on my square, dropped classics without the controversy A poppin' jersey, she's toppin' a nigga top, she turvy Money for [pain], see a Benjamin's like a Oxy 30 I clock in early, whatever to live Versace sturdy I spent my life crossin' waters, to paparazzi journey A mob of losers bunched in, a kamikaze tourney You some detective, sweet nothings, was Ronald Rizey worthy Forgive my ignorance, lump sums for the fools A quarter million in uncomfortable shoes Thе skies are sad, got our own trumpets for bluеs 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, for attitudes [Hook] 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 [Verse 2] Uh, Cut yellow tape still, crime scenes and jacuzzis Ive been in A LV plate meal style liftin' the Louie stock to ten I learned my lesson hard ways tryin' sue out the pen back on my clumsy shit jewels droppin' my loose [leaf] out the gems You done seen this before, exact same movie watched again And always had the it factor, that's what excludes me out of them I met my maker a second time when they 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 energy made for TV, episodes in the rapper suite Enemy's every day, seven foes in an average week I make it ring by the eleven 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