Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, 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 get high, and I should try to make a living, I em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather make a killing My eyes get so wide as it in the skillet, I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, money, we the illest And I gotta lie when I tell you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self 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 looking for devine and the intervention, And them don't fly, without 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 trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,
And you know that imma with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my 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 the sky is the limit Cuz the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And if you look high, you see that im 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 don't talk to me, And if you're to them niggas, don't talk 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 you're 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 it, it will still be ours
And imma with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't bout mine, imma 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 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, see that I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you don't fuck with a soldier, Use your head, or take it off ya shoulder, Run up in house and shoot 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, with a dozen of roses, (Now fucked up) And I'm a G, And you gotta know 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 with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it And tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind i get it And 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 high, you'll see im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
They tell me 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
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,