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No Limits (feat. Ronye) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cash Rozay
Length: 3:11
Written by: Nery Wilson




Cash Rozay - No Limits (feat. Ronye) Lyrics




We don't have to pretend
We've been going in
No we ain't got no friends
The closest thing is
The Benjamin's
Scope wit a new lens
I've been focused on wins
Gotta see through the trends
Put in hours on end
You know it don't end
It gets so intense
Tryna see through the tints
They tryna insist
You cease to exist
I proceed got no limit
They were all a gimmick
Last resort scored a lick

I bought the drugs to the party
I know you bitches want top me
I just want head in the mazi
Can't entertain you I'm sorry
You don't gotta worry
I'm toting a 30
Because of my wrist a mcflurry
My vision lil blurry
She just popped a perky
I know I'm a hit it for certain
F*ck all the curving
I know what it's worth
Yea she feel like a virgin
But I'm going berserk
We run it up till the end of the earth
I rock my own brand whenever we splurge
My boujee bitch just reinvented the curve
You hit no tricking nigga you be the first
Need a hundred for a verse, add another three zeros
Boolin on the coast Guerrero
Love my bitch I give her pearls
Keep her slimey like a snail
Put that pussy in a hearse
Give her tool I love to drill

Tryna put the whole team in Rolexes
Die if you intervene with our blessings
Got the coldest machines deadly weapons
Off his limbs he ray man like Felton
All my stones clear as rain I'm a fountain
All these stones on me damn I'm a mountain
Got on like seven rings but who's counting

We don't have to pretend
We've been going in
No we ain't got no friends
The closest thing is
The Benjamin's
Scope wit a new lens
I've been focused on wins
Gotta see through the trends
Put in hours on end
You know it don't end
It gets so intense
Tryna see through the tints
They tryna insist
You cease to exist
I proceed got no limit
They were all a gimmick
Last resort scored a lick

I won't let nothing stop me
Ima go to the top like a rocket
And I'll be living proof
Keep on going win or lose
Cause the fallen ones they talk to me
I sing the song they talk to you
My ex had me in a loop
Had me singing interlude
But when I get that missing roof
I swear I wont be missing you
Shawty got a missing tooth
From biting on a nigga wood
And I know I'm popping bitch
I told you that a nigga would
I told you that a nigga would
I let the beat bop
Before my heart stop
I let the beat rock
Before I go pop
And still be on your block
Calling all the shots
All the shots
And Ima tell you all the truth before I jump up in this shit
I'm a narciss baby I'm a narcissistic kid yea
That's just how I live
Yea yea
She need a hundred for a berk
Add another three zeros
I'm the man in the mirror
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We don't have to pretend
We've been going in
No we ain't got no friends
The closest thing is
The Benjamin's
Scope wit a new lens
I've been focused on wins
Gotta see through the trends
Put in hours on end
You know it don't end
It gets so intense
Tryna see through the tints
They tryna insist
You cease to exist
I proceed got no limit
They were all a gimmick
Last resort scored a lick

I bought the drugs to the party
I know you bitches want top me
I just want head in the mazi
Can't entertain you I'm sorry
You don't gotta worry
I'm toting a 30
Because of my wrist a mcflurry
My vision lil blurry
She just popped a perky
I know I'm a hit it for certain
F*ck all the curving
I know what it's worth
Yea she feel like a virgin
But I'm going berserk
We run it up till the end of the earth
I rock my own brand whenever we splurge
My boujee bitch just reinvented the curve
You hit no tricking nigga you be the first
Need a hundred for a verse, add another three zeros
Boolin on the coast Guerrero
Love my bitch I give her pearls
Keep her slimey like a snail
Put that pussy in a hearse
Give her tool I love to drill

Tryna put the whole team in Rolexes
Die if you intervene with our blessings
Got the coldest machines deadly weapons
Off his limbs he ray man like Felton
All my stones clear as rain I'm a fountain
All these stones on me damn I'm a mountain
Got on like seven rings but who's counting

We don't have to pretend
We've been going in
No we ain't got no friends
The closest thing is
The Benjamin's
Scope wit a new lens
I've been focused on wins
Gotta see through the trends
Put in hours on end
You know it don't end
It gets so intense
Tryna see through the tints
They tryna insist
You cease to exist
I proceed got no limit
They were all a gimmick
Last resort scored a lick

I won't let nothing stop me
Ima go to the top like a rocket
And I'll be living proof
Keep on going win or lose
Cause the fallen ones they talk to me
I sing the song they talk to you
My ex had me in a loop
Had me singing interlude
But when I get that missing roof
I swear I wont be missing you
Shawty got a missing tooth
From biting on a nigga wood
And I know I'm popping bitch
I told you that a nigga would
I told you that a nigga would
I let the beat bop
Before my heart stop
I let the beat rock
Before I go pop
And still be on your block
Calling all the shots
All the shots
And Ima tell you all the truth before I jump up in this shit
I'm a narciss baby I'm a narcissistic kid yea
That's just how I live
Yea yea
She need a hundred for a berk
Add another three zeros
I'm the man in the mirror
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Writer: Nery Wilson
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