Uh, Umm, ya'll, Money, Cash Money, This is the 3, and gentlemens, You know me,
1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most likely imma die with my 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 make a killing My eyes get so as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, kill her, I bulletproof the ride, now I like armadillas, And fuck ya,hospital, money, we the illest And I aint gotta lie when I you im the illest, My is nasty, like C Y Phyllis, Self made G, and them know the business. Relying on rap, but in the I'm a chemist, And when I was 5, my favorite movie was The got shit to do with this, but I just thought that I should mention, You looking for and the little intervention, And them don't fly, without my permission, I'm probably in the sky, with the fishes, Or maybe in the ocean, with the pigeons, See my is different, Like Wayne, And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,
And you know imma 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 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, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch don't 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 talk for me, My is art, unique, My flow can a sea, The thing 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 of my city is riders, They tried to make a new map without us, But the tourists come and spend too many dollars, And no matter how you change it, it will still be
And ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die with my on the trigga, Don't worry 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 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, you'll see 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 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, it to your mom, with a dozen of roses, (Now that's 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 could never forget the
So you know that im gonna with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger on the trigga, Don't worry mine, imma grind till i get it And tell all of my niggas the sky is the limit, The sky is the limit, 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, 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 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,