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1] You I ride for my muthafuckin'niggas, Most imma 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 make a killing My get so wide 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, 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 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, Dwayne Wayne, And if you trouble, bitch, I want the same thang,
And you know that imma ride my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely imma die 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 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, lane faster than she switch subject, Tell a bitch talk to me, And if talking to them niggas, don't talk for free, And I hate when a nigga say is cheap, Cuz im the type to let money 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 of my city 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 will be ours
And ride with my muthafuckin niggas, Most imma die with my finger 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, 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 wanna with a soldier, Use head, or I'll take it off ya shoulder, Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's 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 aint gotta know the to see, I know my city is depending on me, And I forget a lot of shit, but I could forget the streets
So you know that im gonna with my muthafuckin niggas, Most likely 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, 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 look high, you'll see that im 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
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,