Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely 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 eyes get so wide as it in the skillet, I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, money, we the illest And I gotta lie when I tell you im the illest, My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and bitches know the business. on rap, but in the kitchen I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my favorite was The Grimilins Aint got shit to do with this, but I just that I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them birds don't fly, 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 trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,
And you know that ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, 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, The sky is the limit, And tell all of my niggas that the sky is the 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, Switching lane faster she switch subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, talk for free, And I when a nigga say talk is cheap, Cuz im the type to let 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 a brand new map without us, But the tourists come down and too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it will still be
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 that 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 with a soldier, Use head, or ill take 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 gotta the alphabets to see, I know my city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I never forget the streets
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas, Most likely imma die 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, 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, you'll see that im 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 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,