Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You know I for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die 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 steal it, imma her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, money, we the illest And I aint gotta lie when I 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 movie was The Grimilins Aint got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them birds fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, 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, Most likely 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 tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit Cuz the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And if you high, you see that im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And bitch love it, Switching lane faster than she subject, Tell a bitch 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 to let money talk for me, My is art, unique, My can part 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., do you expect, im from New Orleans, And majority of my is riders, They tried to make a brand new map us, But the tourists come and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it will still be
And imma ride 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 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 house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you don't fuck 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 know the alphabets to see, I my whole city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I never forget the streets
So you know that im ride with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with 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, 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 that im 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 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,