Meek Mill - On My Way

(I dreamed I met my mama the other day)
And I'll be on my way (so I told my mama like)
And I'll be on my way
And I'll be on my way
And I'll be on my way (I'm on my way baby!)

(All-star, All-Star)
And I'll be on my way
And I'll be on my way
And I'll be on my way (Dreamchasers 2)
And I'll be on my way

Look, I'ma give you a tip
Never let nobody tell you what you can be
They told me I couldn't
But I bet they told Obama he couldn't be the president either

On my way (Gangsta Grillz)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
Road to the riches, hunnid miles an hour
Tryna make it to the top from the bottom
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
I see them fans, everywhere I go I spot 'em
They believe in me so you know I got 'em (on my way)

I look in the mirror (mirror)
What do I see? (See)
Like the letter after A, I'm all I could be (be)
Bein' a winner (winner), that's all I could see (see)
Give me the ball, bet I score, on all of they D (they D)
Wanted it bad, I was writin' and fallin' asleep
I had to split it fifty-fifty, not all in the streets (not)
Whether reppin' and trappin' (reppin')
Whether trappin' and reppin' (reppin')
I was makin' it happen with dreams of makin' it rappin' (rich)
I was makin' some magic like a magician and rabbit (poof)
My position was havoc but I insisted I had it (yeah)
I insisted I'd get it for me, my mom and my sister
Hustlin', grindin', and winnin' (on my way)
And it's just the beginnin'

On my way (way)
On my way (way)
Road to the riches, hunnid miles an hour
Tryna make it to the top from the bottom
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
I see them fans, everywhere I go I spot 'em
Nigga, leave with me so you know I got 'em (on my way)

I had a basketball dreams they deflated (they deflated)
I wasn't good as Michael Jordan so they faded (they faded)
God deal me my hand and I just played it (dealer)
Gave me a king of diamonds, I flip me a ace of spades (damn)
And that's blackjack and bed scraps
Soon to be the greatest, I sat back, attack that (huh)
Did it for the haters (hey)
Man, I did it like the Lakers
Kobe and Phil Jackson (Phil)
I'm independent as ever, them labels is still askin' (askin')
I ain't believe they believed in me (I ain't believe)
'Cause where I'm from they all believed with me
So this the song I say
Yeah, I be on my way
Yeah, I be

On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
Road to the riches, hunnid miles an hour
Tryna make it to the top from the bottom
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
I see them fans, everywhere I go I spot 'em
Nigga, leave with me so you know I got 'em (on my way)

On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)
On my way (way)

Written by:
Jeremiah Ackah, Robert Rihmeek Williams

Publisher:
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