On My Way – Song and Lyrics by Ace Hood

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Discover the poetic beauty in ‘On My Way’ by Ace Hood. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Ace Hood or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.

I’m on my way
This goin’ out to every hood
We gonna make it

[Chorus]
You can look into my eyes
See that I’m dead tired
6 in the morning
Money still on my mind
So if you want it
I’m the one to supply
Be there in no time, no time, no time
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay,
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay,
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay

Nigga this legendary
No ordinary shit
No ordinary bitches
No ordinary whips
4 bills nigga special like the 38
I came along way from food stamps in section 8
Niggas eatin’ on these beats
Get yourself a plate
And I’m a step away
One hit, one breath away
When on God time, you ain’t never late
Come so victory is here
We can celebrate

OK, I’m on my grizzle
On my grind
Go ahead try, top my shine
I’m on my way, anyday
Tell them niggas better have my cake
What you think
Nigga you ain’t
Have me laughin’ all the way to the bank
L-O-L, A-M-B, O R at the Gini baby
Had the chop the top off that bitch
Just so they can see me baby
Money I get, know that shit
Yeah he paid, notice it
Sleepin’ who, no can do
Motivation, ocean view
How I get it
Bitch you trippin’
Ain’t got nothin’ to do with you

[Chorus]

Victory is on the way
Khaled go in on ’em
Show ’em we gonna win homey
Get off in their skin homey
I’ve been getting in the streets over 10 years
So you think a nigga pussy cause his ear’s pierced
Run up on a nigga if you want to
You gotta vest i gotta a shell that’ll go through
Ball Greezy gettin’ money like ya ‘posed to
Good dope in the drop like soul food
Big Body, big rims on the old school
Stay fly like a hood nigga ‘posed too
Lights off click clack in the pinto
Seat back, dick sucked in the Benzo
5 percent D-B’s on the Renzo
No sleep, gotta eat, gotta get done

It’s like I always say
Motherfucka’ here I come
Another victory for the crib
A couple more before I’m done
And if you asleep you better wake up
And get on your fuckin’ job
Cause I’m takin’ everything except a loss
Iceburg goes off, yeah 24-7 I goes on
And I be scared I might miss money
So I don’t doze off
I’m a snap and the streets know it
Trick told me keep goin’
An I’m a keep Chiefin’ as long as God keep the weed growin’

[Chorus]

Switch man been to a ?
I’ve been destined to shine
Won’t take no for an answer
F*ck nigga gimme mine
Never been selfish for real
I put on my whole city
I went from standing on corners
To autographin’ titties
My daddy gave my Virginia’s King, A Richmond legend
A wise speaker, a woman pleaser
Broke nigga, reverend
Mr O-10, I get it in
I wear da crown
We da best, tell ’em f*ck next
I got now

You got da cash, then show me
Better not be phoney
Get on my level
Cause they way below me
You ballin’ Balogna
Girls ask me what my cologne is
Steel Khakis and Coronas
And I’m mackin’ a donkey
Flip the 4 and a half
Do the vert and a left
Bet da Ave never seen banks chunky as dat
Why you got pressure?
Cause my Impala got pressure
Beating outside, shaking the dice on my dresser
Is that gun play, Yes Sir!

I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay,
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay,
I’m on my way-ay-ay-ay