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 make a killing My eyes get so wide as it 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 lie when 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 favorite movie was The Aint got shit to do this, but I just thought that I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them don't fly, without my permission, I'm in the sky, flying with 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 know imma ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, Don't bout 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 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 love it, Switching lane faster she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't 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 can part a sea, The thing 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 make a brand new map us, But the tourists come down and too many dollars, And no how you change it, it will still be ours
And ride with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, 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, you'll see I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't fuck with a soldier, Use your head, or I'll 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 gotta know the alphabets to see, I know my city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I never forget the streets
So you know that im gonna ride my muthafuckin 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, 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 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 em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather 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,