Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You know I for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely die with my finger 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 make a killing My eyes get so as it rise in the skillet, I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I aint 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 when I was 5, my movie was The Grimilins Aint got shit to do with this, but I thought that I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them birds don't fly, my permission, I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes, Or in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons, See my is different, Dwayne Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the thang,
And you know that ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger on the trigga, 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, 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, Switching lane than she switch subject, Tell a don't talk to me, And if talking to them niggas, don't talk for free, And I hate when a say talk is cheap, Cuz im the type to let money for me, My is art, unique, My flow can a sea, The only thing on a 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 majority of my 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 with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind 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 imma tell all of my niggas 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 your head, or take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's on the livingroom sofa, And you don't wanna with a soldier, Use your head, or ill 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 know the alphabets to see, I know my whole is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could forget the streets
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tell 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
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,