Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, likely imma die with my finger 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 rather a killing My get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her, I the ride, now I feel 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 bitches the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And I was 5, my favorite 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, flying 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 imma ride with my muthafuckin 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 all of my niggas that 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 faster than she switch subject, a bitch 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 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 just 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, tried to make a brand new map without us, But the tourists come and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it will still be
And imma ride with my niggas, Most likely imma die with my 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 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 fuck with a soldier, Use your head, or take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you don't fuck with a soldier, Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder, Mail it to your mom, a dozen of roses, (Now that's 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 with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely die with 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, Don't worry bout mine, imma 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 dont get high, not to try to a living, I tell em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather 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,