R. City
No Limit (feat. Planet Vi & Wiz Khalifa)
[Verse 1: Ariez Onasis]
Oh, top that, system bangin'
Made enough of this money to quit complainin'
But still I made enough of it to quit the game, man
And hit the Cayman, cop a Tele, that's where the bitches hangin'
Nice room, I'm buggin' till you hit her with a price
Top floor, she overcomin' her fear of heights
Caught in a wave, she got motion sickness
Promise her paradise, and watch her settle for a pair of Nikes
Puffin' that killa, can't get enough of the skrilla
The papers are piña colada, the Dutch is vanilla
They ain't coming any realer, I can handle the belt
Play the hand I was dealt, more bluff than the dealer
Hoes on my parlor, fuck 'em than fair 'em right
They wanna get to know, my name is more than I care to tell
I'm just tellin' the truth, raisin' Hell in the booth
Gotta make it to Heaven, come back and skate through the Sabbath

[Chorus: Planet VI]
Feel good, roll good, smoke until is gone
Lay my hand down, baby, I'm a Rolling Stone
So drung, won't remember nothing in the morn'
I'ma do this till I'm dead and gone
Smoke weed, fuck bitches
Stunt hard on you hatin' ass n***as
I got one life, I'ma live it
I'ma live my life with no limit
[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa & Planet VI]
Make it back tomorrow, don't care how much I spend
Think I'm a G, wait till you meet my friends
A beast I've been, now they wait on line
Till I sign the CD for them; I am!
Oh, who question and sleep on him
Eatin' good too, don't leave a piece for them
We gonna smoke bomb trees, drink some gin
Put a walk on my shoes, know what your feet fit in
Uh
Since I've been off the leash
Like I had a couple of drinks
Watch my buzz increase
Now we're twistin' up, sippin' champagne on the beach
We're either with the Taylor Gang of decease
N***a! (N***a!)
Right about now!

[Chorus: Planet VI]
Feel good, roll good, smoke until is gone
Lay my hand down, baby, I'm a Rolling Stone
So drung, won't remember nothing in the morn'
I'ma do this till I'm dead and gone
Smoke weed, fuck bitches
Stunt hard on you hatin' ass n***as
I got one life, I'ma live it
I'ma live my life with no limit
[Verse 3: Planet VI]
Oh, I came from nothin', now I'm a money makin' machine
I'm sellin' raps, cause it ain't no escape to fees
All over the map, just me and my Caribbean team
A few from Atlanta, my other n***as reppin' the B
High definition it seems like we live on the screen
Not cause it clear as day but cuz me and my n***as be clean
We stay fly, haters hate when we step on the scene
Cause we young, black, and living the American Dream
Ok, ok, this is what I do
Planet VI off this thing, so is Wiz Khalifa, too
Shout out to the homie, A.O., the world don't have a clue!
What's about to happen, homie, I'm just waitin' on my cue
They gonna get 'em, pray that they don't let 'em
That n***a be goin' in like who the fuck is y'all tellin'?
I plan to ride this mothafucka till the wheels blow
Thought I was sellin' crack, while listenin' back like that she came out real dope

[Chorus: Planet VI]
Smoke weed, fuck bitches
Stunt hard on you hatin' ass n***as
I got one life, I'ma live it
I'ma live my life with no limit