Uh, Umm, ya'll, Young Money, Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely die with my finger on the trigga, They tell me dont get high, and I 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 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 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 shit to do with this, but I just thought I should mention, You for devine and the little intervention, And them birds fly, without 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 want the thang,
And you know that ride with my muthafuckin 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 that 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 high, you see that im gonna be in it The sky is the limit,
Buck Ten in the coupe, And your bitch it, Switching lane faster she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't to me, And if you're talking to them niggas, don't for free, And I hate when a say talk is cheap, Cuz im the to let money 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 just 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 to make a brand new map without us, But the tourists come down and spend too dollars, And no matter how you change it, it still be ours
And imma ride with my niggas, Most imma die with my finger on the trigga, worry bout 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 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, you'll see that I'm 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 shoot 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, 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 never forget the streets
So you know that im gonna ride my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, worry 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 grind 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, see that 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
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,