Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, This is the 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, They tell me dont get high, and I try to make 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 gotta lie when I you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and them know the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my favorite 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 fly, without my permission, I'm in the sky, flying with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thang,
And you know that imma ride my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga, 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, The sky is the limit, And all of my niggas 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, Switching lane than she switch subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, talk for free, And I hate when a nigga say is cheap, Cuz im the type to let money 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 just 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, tried to make a brand new map without us, But the tourists down and spend too many dollars, And no how you change it, it will still be ours
And 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 niggas 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 with a soldier, Use your head, or take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your and shoot everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you don't wanna fuck a soldier, Use your head, or ill it off ya shoulder, Mail it to your mom, with a of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint gotta know the to see, I know my whole city is on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could forget the streets
So you that im gonna ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma till i get it And tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, Don't worry bout mine, grind till 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 high, you'll see that im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
tell me dont get high, not to try to make a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather 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,