Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, is the drought 3, Ladies and gentlemens, You me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, tell 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 as it rise in the skillet, I let my bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And ya,hospital, young money, we the illest And I gotta lie when 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 I was 5, my favorite movie was The Grimilins Aint got to do with this, but I just thought 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 in the ocean, swimming with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thang,
And you know imma ride with my muthafuckin niggas, likely 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 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 im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And your love it, Switching lane faster than she subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if you're talking to niggas, don't talk for free, And I hate when a nigga say is cheap, Cuz im the to let money talk 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 you're 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 to make 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 my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma 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 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 fuck a soldier, Use head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the sofa, And you don't wanna fuck a soldier, Use head, or ill take 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 aint know the alphabets to see, I my whole city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could never the streets
So you know that im gonna ride with my niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, Don't worry bout mine, 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, grind 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 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 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,