No Limit Lyrics

Manifested

Spoke the shit into existence

Executed flawlessly

I'm honestly the best to do it

Projecting the future as I step into it

Miss me with that money talk

This a different type of cloth

Timex, shades and linen shorts

You a pussy talking tough

You a cat that's tryna bark

It ain't your fault

Your pop should've pulled out and just saved us all

Building up my wave hoe

Get outta the way hoe

If you ain't about that cake

Then I suggest you shut your cakehole

Stock shelves to shop owner

Gate keepers getting knocked over

Turned hustlers into stock holders

Strangers wanna pocket watch

Gangstas put glocks on ya

Cuz rumors spreading real quick

Just bullshit you gotta deal with

Keep a tight lid on your business

The city know that JD got smoke

Push it, my keys open doors

Looking, at you getting provoked

I'm riding in a Porsche with a bitch from Vogue

Bruce Wayne, in all black no gold

Lapping ninjas in the race for Os

9AM is on beat he's GOAT

God is with me, so fuck my foes

Don't be good, homeboy be great

Work AM to PM and just have faith

Hustle hard anyway you can

Stretch your per diem and watch that safe

I'm going back to basics

Blueprint for how to make it

It's dumbed down but wise enough

So the money pile keep rising up

Coulda played safe

Played dice instead

Everyday I reel in mo bread

I'm a cutthroat and I don't take no shit

Ya'll don't wanna go neck and neck

They see me winning, they cock-riding

I navigated all stop signs

Had a dope friend but cops got him

It's God's will, it's not mine

It's about time I flex hard

I'm rubbing shoulders with tech stars

I'm like a deal away from lift off

Came a long way from piss poor

I'm here to inspire

Automobiles and wicked attire

Tripping to Paris

Kissing the baddest bitch on the planet

Hop out the 50 in Venice

Then pull out a 50 and blow it on denim like woo

Haters are broke, they playing gorillas

I enter the room it feel like a zoo

Playing the game intelligent, building my legacy

Don't give a fuck about you

Taking my time so gimme respect

And gimme the loot

The city know that JD got smoke

Push it, my keys open doors

Looking, at you getting provoked

I'm riding in a Porsche with a bitch from Vogue

Bruce Wayne, in all black no gold

Lapping ninjas in the race for Os

9AM is on beat he's GOAT

God is with me, so fuck my foes