No Limit

Ryan D

Ain't no limit, my tracks can blow any minute
Ain't no gimmick, I move how I spit how I live it
Ain't no limit, whip R8 no civic
Ain't no limit, I'm tryna run up my digits

My lyrics explicit but I'm still religious
I pray to God cuz he know what I witness
Part of the plan, so nah I ain't trippin
Losses were lessons now I'm on a mission

I'm gon get my bread up
I make all my own decisions
Bitches get me fed up
That's why I move so malicious

She gon suck me up, nutritious
Got double cup, fuck a guiness
And I ain't talkin on a record
Cuz I ain't never been a witness

Yeah you know that I'm wid it
Fuck it I'm stuck in the system
I still shoot with precision
Whole lotta clips, ammunition

Again and again and again and again
Do shit for myself I can't depend
Putting in effort for success
Can't be cozy won't progress

Yeah I know that I'm next
I put in work for that cheque
Changed my life used to scam
Hit up stains after jams

Watchu know bout late nights
Watching six at the red light
Watchu know bout indict
Couldn't eat for a week lost my appetite

PTSD from snakebites
Roll up my spliff then I ignite
I get high just to get by
Imma pop me a perc when I'm uptight

Ain't no limit, my tracks can blow any minute
Ain't no gimmick, I move how I spit how I live it
Ain't no limit, whip R8 no civic
Ain't no limit, I'm tryna run up my digits

Rainy days meant stain days
I was hungry for a payday
Flip it like the same day
Had to make a lil change

Smarten up it ain't worth it
Change your ways you gon learn it
Got a chance to make it
I just gotta earn it

Keep my head up can't let em see me fed up
Keep a heata in case they tryna creep up
Imma re-up next week it ain't cheap nah
Spend a couple racks get my cheese get my feta

Yo bitch on my phone hit her with 3 beepsa
I heard she runnin shit I'mma put her on a leasha
My brudda got keys like Khaled or Alicia
Keep it on the low if I hit she a skeeza

And I cannot fuck with no skeeza
Fuck for the night then I leave her
I'm making moves believa
Got sumn to prove to achieva

I was down bad didn't make it to grad
Went through it alone got a deadbeat dad
Man of the house put it on my back
Fuck with the gang smoke you in a pack

I was down bad didn't make it to grad
Went through it alone got a deadbeat dad
Man of the house put it on my back
Fuck with the gang smoke you in a pack

Ain't no limit, my tracks can blow any minute
Ain't no gimmick, I move how I spit how I live it
Ain't no limit, whip R8 no civic

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