Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga, They tell me get high, and I should try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd make a killing My get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her, I the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, made G, and them bitches know the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my movie was The Grimilins Aint got shit to do with this, but I thought that I should mention, You looking for devine and the intervention, And them don't fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, swimming the pigeons, See my is different, Dwayne Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thang,
And you that imma ride with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma till i get it And all of my niggas 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 look high, you see im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch it, Switching faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're talking to niggas, don't talk for free, And I hate when a say talk is cheap, Cuz im the type to let talk for me, My is art, unique, My flow can a sea, The only 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., What do you expect, im New Orleans, And majority of my is riders, They tried to make a brand new map us, But the tourists down and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you it, it will still be ours
And imma ride with my niggas, likely imma die with my finger 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 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 up high, see that I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you wanna fuck 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 with a soldier, Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder, Mail it to your mom, a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint gotta the alphabets to see, I know my whole city is on me, And I a lot of shit, but I could never forget the streets
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma till i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, worry bout mine, imma grind till i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, the sky is the limit, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And If you high, you'll 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 rather make a 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,