J Soulja - ON THE WAY Lyrics

(Yeah)
(RJ we ain't gon' have to do no more takes after this one on my momma)
(Real 512 ATX wrist work shit)
(Soulja)
(Look)
I can't make this shit up
I done seen the lows and the highs
I done seen the fake with my eyes
I done seen the real and they lied
I done seen these niggas turn bitch on they guys (Bitch)
I done seen a bitch turn a nigga for the pussy, ugh
It's all a shame, it's all the same
And I ain't even mad nigga I love the game
And I can't even lie nigga I'm in my lane
I'm in my bag, ugh
I'm where the bread at (Money)
I want the money up front or come where my mail at (I do)
I'm with a bitch with the fire pussy, that Hellcat (Fire)
J Soulja the mogul go run and tell that
I took some L's back to back but I'm cool J
Number two was just first coming in last place
Stuck to my keys now we run the board and they back space
I'm that great and you not 'bout that life
The shit you did once I did twice
With a value worth triple, you niggas all little
Came a long way from rolling Swishers full of middle (Blow)
Now I'm out here eating we be fuckin' up the menu
I was on my lonely it was fuckin with my mental
That's why every moment gotta make it monumental
I'm producing shows while I'm cooking up an album
All this work we putting in dawg you couldn't even fathom
How we getting busy
It look like a staff of fifty but it ain't
It's just Mal and Napalm right with me (Right with me)
Diamond on the camera so you know he gon' film me (He gon' film me)
Swisher on the beat so you motherfuckers feel me
It's couple names I ain't mention but it's love (But it's love)
It's a couple names that ain't make it
And it's tough when I think back
Had to light the Sweet with my seat back (Blow)
Realest nigga running in the field, where yo' cleats at?
I don't even really like to rap but I do this (I do it)
I got old records that could shit on yo' newest (Facts)
I been getting to it and can't let it get to me
Had to pick up where I left off, this shit just a Lyft to me (It is)
Niggas talking Austin but I'm talking bout the globe (Yes)
Mention me with them and I'm looking like no (Nah)
Name a nigga out here like me that's putting on
I can sign one of you rappers, I'll kill you on a song
Bitch you know that's facts
I'm something like the man where I'm at
Bitch we got the plan where I'm at
They ain't got the shoes that could stand where I'm at
Hoe it cost a couple grand for the rap
It's a marathon with the laps
Looking back at how we did nigga Ima laugh
'Cause the future in my palms
Plus the album on the way
But this will hold 'em over
Till we drop it on they dome nigga, ugh
But this will hold 'em over
Till we drop it on they dome nigga, ugh
FTS2 on the way
Soulja
I can't make this shit up

(Yeah)
(RJ we ain't gon' have to do no more takes after this one on my momma)
(Real 512 ATX wrist work shit)
(Soulja)
(Look)
I can't make this shit up
I done seen the lows and the highs
I done seen the fake with my eyes
I done seen the real and they lied
I done seen these niggas turn bitch on they guys (Bitch)
I done seen a bitch turn a nigga for the pussy, ugh
It's all a shame, it's all the same
And I ain't even mad nigga I love the game
And I can't even lie nigga I'm in my lane
I'm in my bag, ugh
I'm where the bread at (Money)
I want the money up front or come where my mail at (I do)
I'm with a bitch with the fire pussy, that Hellcat (Fire)
J Soulja the mogul go run and tell that
I took some L's back to back but I'm cool J
Number two was just first coming in last place
Stuck to my keys now we run the board and they back space
I'm that great and you not 'bout that life
The shit you did once I did twice
With a value worth triple, you niggas all little
Came a long way from rolling Swishers full of middle (Blow)
Now I'm out here eating we be fuckin' up the menu
I was on my lonely it was fuckin with my mental
That's why every moment gotta make it monumental
I'm producing shows while I'm cooking up an album
All this work we putting in dawg you couldn't even fathom
How we getting busy
It look like a staff of fifty but it ain't
It's just Mal and Napalm right with me (Right with me)
Diamond on the camera so you know he gon' film me (He gon' film me)
Swisher on the beat so you motherfuckers feel me
It's couple names I ain't mention but it's love (But it's love)
It's a couple names that ain't make it
And it's tough when I think back
Had to light the Sweet with my seat back (Blow)
Realest nigga running in the field, where yo' cleats at?
I don't even really like to rap but I do this (I do it)
I got old records that could shit on yo' newest (Facts)
I been getting to it and can't let it get to me
Had to pick up where I left off, this shit just a Lyft to me (It is)
Niggas talking Austin but I'm talking bout the globe (Yes)
Mention me with them and I'm looking like no (Nah)
Name a nigga out here like me that's putting on
I can sign one of you rappers, I'll kill you on a song
Bitch you know that's facts
I'm something like the man where I'm at
Bitch we got the plan where I'm at
They ain't got the shoes that could stand where I'm at
Hoe it cost a couple grand for the rap
It's a marathon with the laps
Looking back at how we did nigga Ima laugh
'Cause the future in my palms
Plus the album on the way
But this will hold 'em over
Till we drop it on they dome nigga, ugh
But this will hold 'em over
Till we drop it on they dome nigga, ugh
FTS2 on the way
Soulja
I can't make this shit up