Sky is the limit ft. Produced by Trody Lyrics

This ain't a gimmick it's my winnin ticket

Cash that shit in get whatever come with it Looks like we got it locked in in the glyphics so skip the specifics and keep it specific

Steady increasin and doubling digits

Day after day man this really a mission

Ain't no debate bout if I'mma keep winning you can't count me out when I keep getting minutes So ain't no reason to wait in the village

I'mma make sure that my name is submitted Say I should quit man what's the percentage it's been in the red it ain't never get lifted

A whole new year and I'm still finna kill it

But first to make sure my heart really in it

The timer ain't dinging my time isn't finished their isn't a ceiling the sky is the limit

The return to the mic was a journey fasho

my head and my heart was turning so cold

Didn't feel warm just super hollow

I knew I still had room to grow

Was ready to quit the stress was too much

Had to switch gears give myself a tune up

Tired of L's I needed a dub

Was lost in the sauce couldn't even feel love

I felt like a boss confidence of a rebel

Thought I was on top but I'm not even leveled

Time to just pause and think for a second

And after the break reveal my new weapon

I took 2 months off but just from releasing

My mind tells a story the tale of a demon

The pain was restoring my anger increasing

The gain was enormous it's time to unleash then

It's all coming back to me

My mind and my head

Was adapting see

The process I was feeling had me actively

Telling myself give up and go back and be Reckless subjective and a liar

Selective with my hearing and go expire

Take the easy way out and just cut the wire

And blame everybody for my dilemmas and problems

Sick of the cold I been dealing with

Man I been feeling sick

Back with a vengeance and now I just reminisce

Its been a minute well nigga I still exist Pumped on the brakes had to pause for a lil bit

This ain't a gimmick and that's just the gist of this

I'mma start passing and racking up these assist

Stepped outta shadows wash over like mist Attached to the game by the hip like a cyst Hands in the air but it's mostly my fist

Snakes in the grass all y'all do hiss

Not walking past step on u for dis

The next one I drop gone have somebody pissed

But that's set it stone gon atone for dem sins

Y'all taking L's I'mma focus on wins

So don't mention my name unless you know where I've been