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Lil Wayne – Sky's The Limit Click the orange lyrics for explanations

[Verse 1]
You know I ride for my motherfuckin niggas
Most likely I'mma die with my finger on the trigger
They tell me don't get high and I should try to make a living
I tell em' I'm a hustler and I'd rather make a killin'
My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet
I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, I'mma kill her
I bulletproof the ride, now I feel like armadillas
And fuck ya hospital, young money, we the illest
And I aint gotta lie when I tell you I'm the illest
My flow is nasty, like C Y Phyllis
Self-made G, and them bitches know the business
Relying on rap but in the kitchen I'm a chemist
And when I was 5, my favorite movie was the Gremlins
Ain't got shit to do with this but I just thought that I should mention
You looking for divine and a little intervention
And them birds don't fly without my permission
I'm probably in the sky flying with the fishes
Or maybe in the ocean swimming with the pigeons
See my world is different
Like Dwayne Wayne

And if you want trouble, bitch I want the same thang

[Verse 2]
Buck Ten in the coupe and your bitch love it
Switching lanes faster than she switch subjects
Tell a bitch: "don't talk to me!
And if you're talking to them niggas, don't talk for free!"
And I hate when a nigga say "talk is cheap"
Cause I'm the type that let money talk for me
My flow is art, unique
My flow can part a sea
The only thing on a mind of a shark is: eat!
By any means, and you're just sardines
I got the 40 cal. Tucked in my P.R.Ps
What do you expect? I'm from New Orleans
The majority of my city is riders
They tried to make a brand new map without us
But the tourists come down and spend too many dollars
And no matter how you change it, it will still be ours

[Verse 3]
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier
Use your head or I'll take it off your shoulders
Run up in your house and shoot everyone that's sitting on the living room sofa
And you don't wanna fuck with a soldier
Use your head or ill take it off ya shoulder
Mail it to your mom with a dozen of roses

And I'm a G
That you ain't got to know the alphabet to see

I know my whole city is depending on me
And I forget a lot of shit but I cannot forget the streets
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