[Intro]
Ounh! Vain yo ready!
Mc Caritas homie!
Let’s get straight to it!
[Hook]
Back to my destination, am always ready to go
No care about tomorrow this good life’s got all the rest for me
Aiming for the stars, so I can touch the moon
Sky is the limit, because I got swag ama touch the sky
Sky is the limit buh niggas we can fly up above the sky
Sky, sky, is up on the sky, yea
[Verse 1]
Don’t take shit for granted am a man skipping rivalry
Down my coats Kush is, am a rapper speaking summary
Bounce up and down basing on this nigga’s melody
Gangstar, rockstar, that’s how you should remember me
Sky is the limit don’t give a fuck about this local shit
Swag up and down men I better skip it safely
All I do is win and am the luckiest popping hustler
Them wish they kinda stop it; this guest of rap is so stupid
And fuck it down in my pocket
Because didn’t hope you could stop it and fucking kind of distortion
For the decades on my face and back they call it ‘mob happening’
With good life as legacy dirty money as currency
Buh call it cash business
I left jail when I was fed up and feeling exhausted
It’s like am offended and honestly devastated (yo)
This life is fucking merry for whoever is getting silly
But if it means getting stuck I must call off this battle
Bentleys and Lewis cars will be wages to my hustle
And I will pop them all my rides on my fly to the sky (sky)
[Verse 2]
Ride or fly ama touch the sky
No matter who’s buying ama buy this flight (aha)
The clouds clip blue oh my JESUS CHRIST!
Real rock stars in the way we fly (break! )
I know we never believing it am tripping and trapping
I drop it on the Bugatti we party better be dirty
Am in the big coup-building and this rap is on
My niggas keep rapping then drank in my cups am too fast on the fly
Alberta getting my cause and New York is on fire! (Fire rock star)
I never been smoking and smoking I rap, rap when am sober
You came on trapping my trouble
The trouble I fucked in my struggle
We drop and dropping this hope
Am a hustler in the studio, the bitches are clapping
Them own peoples are clapping
The clapping open the gates
I do sport for the shoes or do shoes for the sport
I come first, I come last
So what position am I? (Alpha and the omega)
So what position am I? (Alpha and the omega)
Sky is the limit for the? (Alpha and the o***)
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Back to my own illusion, the bad life is never ever been on my side (side)
Live life like it's last time
Pop champagne as we smoke this language
Living life to the fullest buh niggas we can fly up above the sky (sky)
Hustling with no shoes on (on)
We’re the king hustlers, most of time pushers
A key for the king wishes am head of the crew races
A medal of the game’s chapters
Sky is the limit that’s why I must keep hoping
This life is a bitch so stay fresh we keep rapping
We heard of this ghetto crew, that’s why we keep rapping
Tripping escaping the dream, hustlers hood forever
I made it to the top and I made it with CHRIST JESUS
This best one ever
My haters keep on yapping at me
‘Despite this rivalry, this bitch is going harder’
Mc Caritas better believe that am the leader (ouch)
[Outro]
Yea am homie…
You aint saying shit
‘Coz am already getting straight to it!
Mc Caritas best rapper over time! Ha haa
Shit*
Ffuck