Yelawolf - Sky's the Limit lyrics

They said the sky is the limit
Well I guess it all depends on you
And your views in this American dream
Don't tell me that the sky is the limit
Cause it ain't about what you can do
It's a who knows who in this American dream

Okay you got criminals everywhere, right?
Criminals smugglin' dope across borders to
Feed America's high appetite
Kis, pounds, ounces, grams
Whatever the weight of substance
Is gettin' sold cause drugs got a price
Home hydroponics, LSD chemist
Spoon cookin' heroine
Junkies fill up methadone clinics
Get caught for crack and
Catch a long sentence
You ask me how I feel about that
Maybe you got the wrong witness
I heard Jay Z's cool with Obama
Obama must be cool with me then I
Guess if I'm packin' up this Honda
I highly doubt it but fuck it
It's worth a shout out
At least that's what I tell the
Judge before I gracefully bowed out
Meanwhile, I'm gettin' taken to the
County for a seed
There's a news flash on the holdin' cell TV
Boston bombed by a terrorist at a marathon
8 year old killed and the killer's still free
Shit is hard to believe

They said the sky is the limit
Well I guess it all depends on you
And your views in this American dream
Don't tell me that the sky is the limit
Cause it ain't about what you can do
It's a who knows who in this American dream

I ain't no politically savvy citizen
I'm just an average man who
Writes poetry about witnessin' fuckery
And these police who always fuck with me
Done my fair shire of dirt, my boy
Trust in me
But, I picked music over hustlin'
And I made it out luckily
Could've been on corners droppin' quarters
From a bucket seat
My cousins preach about the lord but
All I see is crime
If the Vatican has got the book
Then what the fuck is mine?
Just a line with a hook
You might as well be a rapper
Cause you signed and get booked
All the same to a suit
Black or white, you still a crook
If you ain't a Justin Leave It
To Beaver with that look
Then just drop the egg in the skillet
Let it cook who y'all bein' took
No I'm not a crook
Son but this one ain't shook
But, I'm rollin' Mobb Deep
My dreams on a Harley Davidson
Pigs, I hardly wave at them
Yeah I said hardly
If I'm rude then pardon me but remember

They said the sky is the limit
Well I guess it all depends on you
And your views in this American dream
Don't tell me that the sky is the limit
Cause it ain't about what you can do
It's a who knows who in this American dream

My grandparents retired from 9 to 5s
They paid for my hospital bills
When mama was doin' lines
I wasn't raised up like the model American
But, I love what it made me
Life is all about where and whens
Whos and hows
That ultimately create my heritage
My great grandaddy Otis would sit down
In his chair and then
Smoke a cigarette while he
Sipped on Muscadine moonshine
Homemade, and reminisce about the old days
He died of cancer when I was 5
I wasn't allowed to go see him in
His casket cause I would've cried
I got so much value off life
In such a short time
Memories stick to my heart and
Today they still apply
They used to share crops when they were poor
He worked his ass off at the mill
And then he opened up a store
Both of my granddaddies fought a war
So I could say what I'm sayin' in
This record for you and yours
For you and yours, the truth

They said the sky is the limit
Well I guess it all depends on you
And your views in this American dream
Don't tell me that the sky is the limit
Cause it ain't about what you can do
It's a who knows who in this American dream