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Woodie Smalls

No Limit

 

No Limit


See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho
See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho

From Monday to Sunday morning
25/7 no breaks I'm on it
Want me to stay, but the money keep calling
Drugs too crazy I can't do it too often
Woke up early and threw on a fit
Hit the clock and I'm back in the whip
Call the squad just to see where they is
I stay with the gang like a Migo
I see different women through the peep hole
All that fake love I can see through it
Conversations bout some jewelry
I can't wait to buy a chain
And a big house with a big gate
Just to separate the lames
With some fast cars and alotta paper
Just to cover up the pain

See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho
See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho

When the money call I don't ever text, nah
Pick it up interception
Don't you get involved
If you afraid of pressure, uh
One day you'll learn ya lesson
When I fell down money soften up the fall
Counted up every blessing
Keep my soul in check
But I ain't selling it at all
Know that the lord gone test us
Hunnid turned into a freak
Got that bitch up on a leash
Imma Brooklyn nigga and I'm always flee
So you know she let me be (facts)
I remember days always on a mission
I ain't get no fucking sleep
Mike Amiri jeans
With the Saint Laurents
That was 2014
I look inside find a key
Realized that happiness free, yeah
I mix the shrooms
With the tea
Manifest shit when I speak, yeah
Everyday bon appetite, uh
I gotta eat with the team, yeah
If imma start imma finish
I don't got no limit
Like I'm Master P, yeah uh

See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho
See the cold heart on my chest be speaking
That money language is all I needed
Couple more bills and a new condo
Aim real high till we on the top floor
Ain't no limit, imma get it fosho

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