Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You know I 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 make a My get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I 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 G, and them bitches know the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my favorite movie was The Aint got shit to do with this, but I just thought I should mention, You looking for devine and the intervention, And them don't 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 want the thang,
And you know that imma with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my 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, 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 im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And bitch love it, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, don't 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 can part a sea, The thing 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 majority of my is riders, They tried to make a 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 ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, 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, 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 wanna fuck a soldier, Use your head, or take 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 that's up) And I'm a G, And you gotta know the alphabets to see, I know my city 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 mine, imma grind 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, imma grind 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 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 make 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,