Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, tell me dont 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 as it rise in the skillet, I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I feel armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I aint gotta lie when I you im the illest, My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis, made G, and them bitches know the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And I was 5, my favorite movie was The Grimilins Aint got to do with 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 probably in the sky, flying the fishes, Or in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I want the thang,
And you know that imma ride with my 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 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 love it, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a don't 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 can part a sea, The thing 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 to make 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 imma die 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, see that 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 that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you wanna fuck 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 aint gotta 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
So you know that im gonna ride my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma 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, 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, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And If you look high, you'll see im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
tell 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
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,