Sky is the limit

Intro:


Uh huh uh. Yeah y'know, sometimes you gotta just sit back n think y'know?
The nerve of some people these days man, Sayin what you dont wanna hear,
but you know you jus gotta focus on the postive, cuz the negative aint
gon do nuthin but y'know what im sayin bring me down, an aint gonna let that happen




Hook:


Shootin high up in the sky 
cuz only space is my limit(limit)
i be workin hard (yeah)
grind till ya get it 
im wearin my fitted
rhymin big ballin hard
you catch me im a star
see me flyin through the sky
put your bitch on standby
you see me an make a wish
il be down there for a kiss




Verse 1 


Bitch i say it like it live it
reppin O-town gettin fitted 
blowin kush up in this buildin 
sayin the sky is the limit
bitches see me tryna spill it
my intentions are the game
so come at me full force
see me put your rhymes to shame
youngin out jus doin his thang 
blowin money do the same 
tell the bitch i rep the gang
wishin you could do the same
didn't think i was winner
Started rhymin gettin bigger
improvement big gettin sicker
shootin up pull the trigger
soon im gettin richer
flashes comin out of pictures
young swagga doin his thang
workin hard cant say the same
everyday is a mission
they tell me thats the limit
bitch im shootin for the moon
theres two footprints on that goon






Hook:


Shootin high up in the sky 
cuz only space is my limit(limit)
i be workin hard (yeah)
grind till ya get it 
im wearin my fitted
rhymin big ballin hard
you catch me im a star
see me flyin through the sky
put your bitch on standby
you see me an make a wish
il be down there for a kiss


Verse 2


Got my mind on this money
Got some good weed we be burnin 
haters see me try n hate
cuz of the paper im earnin
but its this money im stackin
that has your bitch keep clapin
imma teach you to roll one
so you can roll while im countin
on the road for another show
mo money i gotta blow 
I flow like a rapstar
pedal down on this fast car
i show your ass how to ball
this boutique i bought it all 


Hook:


Shootin high up in the sky 
cuz only space is my limit(limit)
i be workin hard (yeah)
grind till ya get it 
im wearin my fitted
rhymin big ballin hard
you catch me im a star
see me flyin through the sky
put your bitch on standby
you see me an make a wish
il be down there for a kiss


End:


Yeah buddy, come at me n try and say i cant do this, lil bitch ass hater, y'smell, you aint
worth my time, Its young T, youl be hearin from me tahahaha..yeah youngin out to do his thang