Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, This is the 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely die with 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 eyes get so wide as it in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I aint gotta lie when I you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and them bitches 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 just thought that I mention, You looking for and the little intervention, And birds don't fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, flying the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, swimming the pigeons, See my is different, Dwayne Wayne, And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,
And you that imma ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely 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 niggas that the sky is the 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 love it, Switching lane faster than she subject, Tell a don't talk to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, don't for free, And I hate when a nigga say 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 just sardines, I got the 40 cal. in my p.r.p's., What do you expect, im New Orleans, And of my city is riders, They tried to a brand new map without us, But the tourists come down and too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it still be ours
And imma ride with my niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it And tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And tell 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, you'll see I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't wanna fuck a soldier, Use head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the sofa, And you don't wanna with a soldier, Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder, it to your mom, with a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint know the alphabets to see, I know my city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could never the streets
So you know that im ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, 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, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And If you high, you'll see that im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
tell me dont get high, not to try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather a killing Cuz the sky is the
up in the air, because the sky is the limit, Can you see me up The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit,