Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, is the drought 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You know I for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, They tell me dont get high, and I should try to a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather make a My get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I feel armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I gotta lie when I tell you im the illest, My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and them bitches the business. on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist, And I was 5, my favorite movie was The Grimilins got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them birds fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the thang,
And you know that imma with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And tell all of my that the sky is the limit Cuz the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And if you high, you see that im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch it, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, talk for free, And I hate when a say talk is cheap, Cuz im the to let money talk for me, My is art, unique, My can part a sea, The thing on a mind of a shark, is eat, By any means, and you're sardines, I got the 40 cal. in my p.r.p's., do you expect, im from New Orleans, And of my city is riders, They tried to make a new map without us, But the tourists come down and spend too dollars, And no matter how you change it, it will still be
And imma ride my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, Don't bout mine, imma grind till i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And imma tell all of my that the sky is the limit, the sky is the limit, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And if you look up high, see that I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna with a soldier, Use head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you don't wanna fuck a soldier, Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder, Mail it to your mom, with a of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint know the alphabets to see, I my whole city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could never the streets
So you that im gonna ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, Don't worry bout mine, grind till i get it And all of my niggas that the sky is the limit, the sky is the limit, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And If you look high, see that im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
They me dont get high, not to try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd make a killing Cuz the sky is the
Hands up in the air, the sky is the limit, Can you see me up The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit,