Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, is the drought 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, They me dont get high, and I should try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather a killing My eyes get so as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her, I the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, 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. 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 I should mention, You looking for devine and the intervention, And them birds don't fly, my permission, I'm probably in the sky, flying the fishes, Or in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons, See my is different, Dwayne Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thang,
And you know that ride 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 niggas 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 that im be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch it, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't to me, And if you're 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 can part 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 of my city is riders, They to make a brand new map without us, But the come down and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you it, it will still be ours
And imma with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga, Don't worry 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 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 with a soldier, Use your head, or I'll 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, Mail it to your mom, with a dozen of roses, (Now fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint gotta know the 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 worry bout mine, imma till i get it And tell all of my that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, worry bout mine, imma 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 look high, see that im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
They tell me get high, not to try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd 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,