[{"id":23509626,"name":"On My Way","trackName":"On My Way","artistName":"MGK","albumName":"Lace Up (Deluxe)","duration":250.77551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\nPulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\nI know, I've been on a hiatus\nCaught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\nAin't it ironic before I was twenty one\nI put my future on the table and I won\nSee they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\nNow this is my casino\nMade sure my fellas good\nNow I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\nWith the girl that held me down from the beginning\nMy team throwing up L's\nBut it's funny cause we winning\nA million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\nBut opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\nSo they ask me why I do it\nI do it for the streets\nHeard momma got out the grill\nMan I do it for the grease\nMan I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\nThat I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\nShit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\nNever have a date, so I really didn't dance much\nCouldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\nTold him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\nSo you can keep watching the stars\nBut me I wanna be 'em\nAnd I just beat the odds\nI guess we can call it even\nCause he the underdog\nWent from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\nTo living lavish then a mother fucker\nGod damn!\n\nWe got stories for day man, for days\nThey just gotta listen\nHey slim\nAnd if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\nBut anyways\nIt's safe to say we're on our way man\n'Bout time though\nDo you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\nAnd I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\nLike hey, you wanna move in with me?\nMatter of fact nah nah\nDo you remember the time we had those two girls over\nAnd Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\nOh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\nBut anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\nSprinted to the store ready to fight\nAnd this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\nDamn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\nNah nah nah matter of fact,\nYou remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\nSo we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\nAnd walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\nAnd they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\nWe too grounded to be Hollywood man\nThis about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\nHold up\nOkay I heard they want the classics\nMy life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\nThey look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\nFour Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\nSo I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\nIn The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\nI was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\nSo I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\nBack in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\nEvery night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\nGet out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\nSo many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\nBlowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\nGodfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\nHe said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\nFrom the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\nKells","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Way\n  artist: MGK\n  album: Lace Up (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 250776\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\n  Pulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\n  I know, I've been on a hiatus\n  Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\n  Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one\n  I put my future on the table and I won\n  See they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\n  Now this is my casino\n  Made sure my fellas good\n  Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\n  With the girl that held me down from the beginning\n  My team throwing up L's\n  But it's funny cause we winning\n  A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\n  But opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\n  So they ask me why I do it\n  I do it for the streets\n  Heard momma got out the grill\n  Man I do it for the grease\n  Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\n  That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\n  Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\n  Never have a date, so I really didn't dance much\n  Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\n  Told him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\n  So you can keep watching the stars\n  But me I wanna be 'em\n  And I just beat the odds\n  I guess we can call it even\n  Cause he the underdog\n  Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\n  To living lavish then a mother fucker\n  God damn!\n\n  We got stories for day man, for days\n  They just gotta listen\n  Hey slim\n  And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\n  But anyways\n  It's safe to say we're on our way man\n  'Bout time though\n  Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\n  And I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\n  Like hey, you wanna move in with me?\n  Matter of fact nah nah\n  Do you remember the time we had those two girls over\n  And Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\n  Oh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n  'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\n  But anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\n  Sprinted to the store ready to fight\n  And this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\n  Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\n  Nah nah nah matter of fact,\n  You remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\n  So we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\n  And walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\n  And they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\n  We too grounded to be Hollywood man\n  This about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\n  Hold up\n  Okay I heard they want the classics\n  My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\n  They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\n  Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\n  So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\n  In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\n  I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\n  So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\n  Back in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\n  Every night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\n  Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\n  So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\n  Blowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\n  Godfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\n  He said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\n  From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\n  Kells\n"},{"id":23516761,"name":"On My Way","trackName":"On My Way","artistName":"mgk","albumName":"Lace Up (Deluxe)","duration":250.746667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\nPulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\nI know, I've been on a hiatus\nCaught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\nAin't it ironic before I was twenty one\nI put my future on the table and I won\nSee they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\nNow this is my casino\nMade sure my fellas good\nNow I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\nWith the girl that held me down from the beginning\nMy team throwing up L's\nBut it's funny cause we winning\nA million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\nBut opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\nSo they ask me why I do it\nI do it for the streets\nHeard momma got out the grill\nMan I do it for the grease\nMan I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\nThat I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\nShit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\nNever have a date, so I really didn't dance much\nCouldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\nTold him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\nSo you can keep watching the stars\nBut me I wanna be 'em\nAnd I just beat the odds\nI guess we can call it even\nCause he the underdog\nWent from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\nTo living lavish then a mother fucker\nGod damn!\n\nWe got stories for day man, for days\nThey just gotta listen\nHey slim\nAnd if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\nBut anyways\nIt's safe to say we're on our way man\n'Bout time though\nDo you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\nAnd I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\nLike hey, you wanna move in with me?\nMatter of fact nah nah\nDo you remember the time we had those two girls over\nAnd Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\nOh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\nBut anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\nSprinted to the store ready to fight\nAnd this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\nDamn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\nNah nah nah matter of fact,\nYou remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\nSo we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\nAnd walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\nAnd they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\nWe too grounded to be Hollywood man\nThis about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\nHold up\nOkay I heard they want the classics\nMy life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\nThey look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\nFour Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\nSo I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\nIn The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\nI was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\nSo I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\nBack in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\nEvery night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\nGet out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\nSo many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\nBlowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\nGodfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\nHe said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\nFrom the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\nKells","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Way\n  artist: mgk\n  album: Lace Up (Deluxe)\n  duration_ms: 250747\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\n  Pulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\n  I know, I've been on a hiatus\n  Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\n  Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one\n  I put my future on the table and I won\n  See they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\n  Now this is my casino\n  Made sure my fellas good\n  Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\n  With the girl that held me down from the beginning\n  My team throwing up L's\n  But it's funny cause we winning\n  A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\n  But opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\n  So they ask me why I do it\n  I do it for the streets\n  Heard momma got out the grill\n  Man I do it for the grease\n  Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\n  That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\n  Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\n  Never have a date, so I really didn't dance much\n  Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\n  Told him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\n  So you can keep watching the stars\n  But me I wanna be 'em\n  And I just beat the odds\n  I guess we can call it even\n  Cause he the underdog\n  Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\n  To living lavish then a mother fucker\n  God damn!\n\n  We got stories for day man, for days\n  They just gotta listen\n  Hey slim\n  And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\n  But anyways\n  It's safe to say we're on our way man\n  'Bout time though\n  Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\n  And I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\n  Like hey, you wanna move in with me?\n  Matter of fact nah nah\n  Do you remember the time we had those two girls over\n  And Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\n  Oh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n  'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\n  But anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\n  Sprinted to the store ready to fight\n  And this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\n  Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\n  Nah nah nah matter of fact,\n  You remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\n  So we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\n  And walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\n  And they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\n  We too grounded to be Hollywood man\n  This about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\n  Hold up\n  Okay I heard they want the classics\n  My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\n  They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\n  Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\n  So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\n  In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\n  I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\n  So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\n  Back in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\n  Every night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\n  Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\n  So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\n  Blowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\n  Godfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\n  He said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\n  From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\n  Kells\n"},{"id":23143565,"name":"On My Way","trackName":"On My Way","artistName":"Mgk","albumName":"Lace Up","duration":250.746667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\nPulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\nI know, I've been on a hiatus\nCaught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\nAin't it ironic before I was twenty one\nI put my future on the table and I won\nSee they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\nNow this is my casino\nMade sure my fellas good\nNow I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\nWith the girl that held me down from the beginning\nMy team throwing up L's\nBut it's funny cause we winning\nA million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\nBut opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\nSo they ask me why I do it\nI do it for the streets\nHeard momma got out the grill\nMan I do it for the grease\nMan I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\nThat I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\nShit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\nNever have a date, so I really didn't dance much\nCouldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\nTold him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\nSo you can keep watching the stars\nBut me I wanna be 'em\nAnd I just beat the odds\nI guess we can call it even\nCause he the underdog\nWent from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\nTo living lavish then a mother fucker\nGod damn!\n\nWe got stories for day man, for days\nThey just gotta listen\nHey slim\nAnd if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\nBut anyways\nIt's safe to say we're on our way man\n'Bout time though\nDo you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\nAnd I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\nLike hey, you wanna move in with me?\nMatter of fact nah nah\nDo you remember the time we had those two girls over\nAnd Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\nOh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\nBut anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\nSprinted to the store ready to fight\nAnd this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\nDamn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\nNah nah nah matter of fact,\nYou remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\nSo we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\nAnd walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\nAnd they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\nWe too grounded to be Hollywood man\nThis about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\nHold up\nOkay I heard they want the classics\nMy life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\nThey look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\nFour Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\nSo I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\nIn The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\nI was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\nSo I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\nBack in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\nEvery night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\nGet out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\nSo many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\nBlowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\nGodfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\nHe said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\nFrom the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\nKells","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Way\n  artist: Mgk\n  album: Lace Up\n  duration_ms: 250747\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\n  Pulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\n  I know, I've been on a hiatus\n  Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\n  Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one\n  I put my future on the table and I won\n  See they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\n  Now this is my casino\n  Made sure my fellas good\n  Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\n  With the girl that held me down from the beginning\n  My team throwing up L's\n  But it's funny cause we winning\n  A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\n  But opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\n  So they ask me why I do it\n  I do it for the streets\n  Heard momma got out the grill\n  Man I do it for the grease\n  Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\n  That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\n  Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\n  Never have a date, so I really didn't dance much\n  Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\n  Told him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\n  So you can keep watching the stars\n  But me I wanna be 'em\n  And I just beat the odds\n  I guess we can call it even\n  Cause he the underdog\n  Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\n  To living lavish then a mother fucker\n  God damn!\n\n  We got stories for day man, for days\n  They just gotta listen\n  Hey slim\n  And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\n  But anyways\n  It's safe to say we're on our way man\n  'Bout time though\n  Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\n  And I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\n  Like hey, you wanna move in with me?\n  Matter of fact nah nah\n  Do you remember the time we had those two girls over\n  And Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\n  Oh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n  'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\n  But anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\n  Sprinted to the store ready to fight\n  And this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\n  Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\n  Nah nah nah matter of fact,\n  You remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\n  So we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\n  And walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\n  And they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\n  We too grounded to be Hollywood man\n  This about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\n  Hold up\n  Okay I heard they want the classics\n  My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\n  They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\n  Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\n  So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\n  In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\n  I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\n  So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\n  Back in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\n  Every night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\n  Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\n  So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\n  Blowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\n  Godfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\n  He said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\n  From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\n  Kells\n"},{"id":27832471,"name":"On My Way","trackName":"On My Way","artistName":"mgk","albumName":"Lace Up (Deluxe Version)","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\nPulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\nI know, I've been on a hiatus\nCaught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\nAin't it ironic before I was twenty one\nI put my future on the table and I won\nSee they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\nNow this is my casino\nMade sure my fellas good\nNow I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\nWith the girl that held me down from the beginning\nMy team throwing up L's\nBut it's funny cause we winning\nA million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\nBut opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\nSo they ask me why I do it\nI do it for the streets\nHeard momma got out the grill\nMan I do it for the grease\nMan I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\nThat I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\nShit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\nNever have a date, so I really didn't dance much\nCouldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\nTold him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\nSo you can keep watching the stars\nBut me I wanna be 'em\nAnd I just beat the odds\nI guess we can call it even\nCause he the underdog\nWent from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\nTo living lavish then a mother fucker\nGod damn!\n\nWe got stories for day man, for days\nThey just gotta listen\nHey slim\nAnd if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\nBut anyways\nIt's safe to say we're on our way man\n'Bout time though\nDo you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\nAnd I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\nLike hey, you wanna move in with me?\nMatter of fact nah nah\nDo you remember the time we had those two girls over\nAnd Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\nOh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\nBut anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\nSprinted to the store ready to fight\nAnd this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\nDamn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\nNah nah nah matter of fact,\nYou remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\nSo we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\nAnd walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\nAnd they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\nWe too grounded to be Hollywood man\nThis about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\nHold up\nOkay I heard they want the classics\nMy life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\nThey look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\nFour Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\nSo I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\nIn The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\nI was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\nSo I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\nBack in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\nEvery night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\nGet out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\nSo many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\nBlowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\nGodfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\nHe said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\nFrom the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\nKells","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Way\n  artist: mgk\n  album: Lace Up (Deluxe Version)\n  duration_ms: 251000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\n  Pulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\n  I know, I've been on a hiatus\n  Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\n  Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one\n  I put my future on the table and I won\n  See they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\n  Now this is my casino\n  Made sure my fellas good\n  Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\n  With the girl that held me down from the beginning\n  My team throwing up L's\n  But it's funny cause we winning\n  A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\n  But opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\n  So they ask me why I do it\n  I do it for the streets\n  Heard momma got out the grill\n  Man I do it for the grease\n  Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\n  That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\n  Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\n  Never have a date, so I really didn't dance much\n  Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\n  Told him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\n  So you can keep watching the stars\n  But me I wanna be 'em\n  And I just beat the odds\n  I guess we can call it even\n  Cause he the underdog\n  Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\n  To living lavish then a mother fucker\n  God damn!\n\n  We got stories for day man, for days\n  They just gotta listen\n  Hey slim\n  And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\n  But anyways\n  It's safe to say we're on our way man\n  'Bout time though\n  Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\n  And I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\n  Like hey, you wanna move in with me?\n  Matter of fact nah nah\n  Do you remember the time we had those two girls over\n  And Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\n  Oh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n  'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\n  But anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\n  Sprinted to the store ready to fight\n  And this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\n  Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\n  Nah nah nah matter of fact,\n  You remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\n  So we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\n  And walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\n  And they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\n  We too grounded to be Hollywood man\n  This about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\n  Hold up\n  Okay I heard they want the classics\n  My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\n  They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\n  Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\n  So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\n  In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\n  I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\n  So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\n  Back in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\n  Every night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\n  Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\n  So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\n  Blowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\n  Godfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\n  He said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\n  From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\n  Kells\n"},{"id":25592209,"name":"On My Way","trackName":"On My Way","artistName":"mgk","albumName":"Lace Up (Deluxe Edition)","duration":250.776,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\nPulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\nI know, I've been on a hiatus\nCaught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\nAin't it ironic before I was twenty one\nI put my future on the table and I won\nSee they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\nNow this is my casino\nMade sure my fellas good\nNow I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\nWith the girl that held me down from the beginning\nMy team throwing up L's\nBut it's funny cause we winning\nA million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\nBut opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\nSo they ask me why I do it\nI do it for the streets\nHeard momma got out the grill\nMan I do it for the grease\nMan I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\nThat I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\nShit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\nNever have a date, so I really didn't dance much\nCouldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\nTold him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\nSo you can keep watching the stars\nBut me I wanna be 'em\nAnd I just beat the odds\nI guess we can call it even\nCause he the underdog\nWent from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\nTo living lavish then a mother fucker\nGod damn!\n\nWe got stories for day man, for days\nThey just gotta listen\nHey slim\nAnd if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\nBut anyways\nIt's safe to say we're on our way man\n'Bout time though\nDo you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\nAnd I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\nLike hey, you wanna move in with me?\nMatter of fact nah nah\nDo you remember the time we had those two girls over\nAnd Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\nOh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\nBut anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\nSprinted to the store ready to fight\nAnd this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\nDamn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\nNah nah nah matter of fact,\nYou remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\nSo we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\nAnd walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\nAnd they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\nWe too grounded to be Hollywood man\nThis about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\nHold up\nOkay I heard they want the classics\nMy life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\nThey look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\nFour Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\nSo I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\nIn The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\nI was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\nSo I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\nBack in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\nEvery night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\nGet out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\nSo many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\nBlowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\nGodfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\nHe said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\nFrom the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\nKells","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: On My Way\n  artist: mgk\n  album: Lace Up (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 250776\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Okay, Now they say home is where the hate is\n  Pulling up, \"Hi, haters!\"\n  I know, I've been on a hiatus\n  Caught up in the lights I've been blinded by Las Vegas\n  Ain't it ironic before I was twenty one\n  I put my future on the table and I won\n  See they told me, \"Life's a gamble\"\n  Now this is my casino\n  Made sure my fellas good\n  Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping Clicquot\n  With the girl that held me down from the beginning\n  My team throwing up L's\n  But it's funny cause we winning\n  A million talked down, soon as I rose from the bottom\n  But opinions assholes now, everybody got 'em\n  So they ask me why I do it\n  I do it for the streets\n  Heard momma got out the grill\n  Man I do it for the grease\n  Man I do it for the five pack of Hanes wife-beats\n  That I wore like everyday to show my brand new ink\n  Shit I remember working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up\n  Never have a date, so I really didn't dance much\n  Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my dad's tux\n  Told him, \"Keep the loafers\" kept it gully with my black chucks\n  So you can keep watching the stars\n  But me I wanna be 'em\n  And I just beat the odds\n  I guess we can call it even\n  Cause he the underdog\n  Went from flipping patties at a Fuddruckers\n  To living lavish then a mother fucker\n  God damn!\n\n  We got stories for day man, for days\n  They just gotta listen\n  Hey slim\n  And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend right there\n  But anyways\n  It's safe to say we're on our way man\n  'Bout time though\n  Do you remember when my dad kicked me out like right after we met\n  And I showed up at your house the next day with a U-Haul\n  Like hey, you wanna move in with me?\n  Matter of fact nah nah\n  Do you remember the time we had those two girls over\n  And Dub called like \"Yo these dudes tryna jump me up here at the Eth\"\n  Oh that's when we called the store across the street from our crib the Eth\n  'Cause it was on a 100 and 30th\n  But anyway though man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open\n  Sprinted to the store ready to fight\n  And this fool goes like \"ahh got y'all I was just playin'\"\n  Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for that shit.\n  Nah nah nah matter of fact,\n  You remember when you wanted to buy your first keyboard,\n  So we went and gathered up spare change, like everyday.\n  And walked into that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,\n  And they were looking at us like \"what the fuck?\"\n  We too grounded to be Hollywood man\n  This about as Hollywood as I'm a get\n\n  Hold up\n  Okay I heard they want the classics\n  My life's a movie like the Truman Show without the cameras\n  They look at us like we a couple Boyz N Da Hood\n  Four Brothers till the end like them boys in The Wood\n  So I Light It Up, for them Friday Night Lights with the team\n  In The Notebook, holding my Requiem for a Dream\n  I was Superbad in the class I just Dazed off\n  So I played sick and lived Ferris Bueller's Day Off\n  Back in Coolie High, students used to nickname us The Goonies\n  Every night we blacked out, shit they should've called us roofies\n  Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another doobie\n  So many snacks up in my house they call the crib Scooby\n  Blowing oowie man I swear this As Good As It Gets\n  Godfather told me, \"Keep doing that music shit\"\n  He said, \"Your piece of the American Pie is waiting\"\n  From the bottom to the top, Almost Famous\n  Kells\n"}]