Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, 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 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 bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, young money, we the And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and them know the business. on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist, And I was 5, my favorite movie was The Grimilins Aint got shit to do this, but I just thought that I should mention, You looking for devine and the intervention, And birds don't 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, 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 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 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 bitch love it, Switching lane faster than she subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, 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 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 of my city is riders, They tried to a brand new map without us, But the come down and spend too many dollars, And no how you change it, it will still be ours
And imma ride with my niggas, Most likely die with my finger 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, see that I'm gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the limit,
And you wanna fuck with a soldier, Use your head, or I'll it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and everyone that's sitting on the livingroom sofa, And you don't wanna fuck a soldier, Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder, Mail it to mom, with a dozen of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you gotta know the alphabets to see, I know my whole is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could never forget the
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas, Most likely imma die my finger 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, worry bout 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 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,