Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash 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 make a My eyes get so wide as it in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I feel armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, young money, we the And I aint gotta lie when I you im the illest, My flow is nasty, 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 with this, but I just thought that I mention, You looking for devine and the intervention, And them birds fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, flying the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you want trouble, bitch, I the same thang,
And you know that imma ride my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, worry bout mine, imma 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 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 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 don't to me, And if talking 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 you're sardines, I got the 40 cal. in my p.r.p's., What do you expect, im New Orleans, And majority of my is riders, They to make a brand new map without us, But the tourists down and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it still be ours
And imma with my muthafuckin niggas, likely imma die with my finger on the trigga, 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, 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 don't fuck with 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 wanna fuck 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 ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger 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, 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, Yeah, the sky is the limit, And If you high, you'll see that im gonna 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,