Sky Is The Limit King Los (Ft. Fantasia)

[Intro]
Say man, that's where we ended up, not bad uh?
King!
It was all a dream
I used to read XXL magazine
Puff Daddy and Biggie Smalls in the limousine
Hangin' pictures on my wall
But do you get the picture I paint for all y'all

[Verse 1: Los]
I was the freshest nigga in Nautica, fiending to rock Versace
Bumpin' Nas in the Maxima, dreamin' of Maseratis
Before I started to shine with this thing that I got inside me
I simply was improvising what scheming would not provide me
Demons that tried to block me, they don't like me, amen
If great minds think alike, it's less likely we link
I'm into small fancy cars, large pretty homes
Dinner with Mary Blige, Sean Diddy Combs
And we gone cause the money don't stop here
Millionaire jokes cause it's funny how we got here
Laughing at my haters, no regards, no sentiments
I go so hard, and your heart's so venomous
In love with the flossing, I ball so intimate
I'm so fill of flaw, how is God so generous?
Imagine they could deprive me
Now I actually master adjectives that describe me