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1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die my finger on the trigga, They tell me 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 wide as it in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma her, I the ride, now I feel like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, young money, we the And I aint gotta lie I tell you im the illest, My flow is nasty, C Y Phyllis, made 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 to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And birds 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 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 that the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, And tell all of my 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, Switching lane faster she switch subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're to them niggas, don't 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 thing on a 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, They tried to make a new map without us, But the tourists down and spend too many dollars, And no how you change it, it will still be ours
And imma with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, imma grind 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 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 don't wanna with a soldier, Use your head, or I'll it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the sofa, And you don't fuck with a soldier, Use head, or ill take it off ya shoulder, Mail it to your mom, with a of roses, (Now that's fucked up) And I'm a G, And you aint gotta know the to see, I know my whole is depending on me, And I a lot of shit, but I could never forget the streets
So you know that im ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, 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, 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 look high, you'll see im gonna be in it, Cuz the sky is the
They tell me dont get high, not to try to a living, I em' i'm a hustler, and I'd rather make 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,