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Hallelujah
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Godfather of Harlem
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Yeah, ooh Huh Yeah, hey, uh, ooh Yeah, okay, okay Yeah Hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here,?n***a,?you can lose?your soul Be careful, n***a, you better?be humble We living whatever we come for Who do you think you're talking to? I'm not the one you wanna run into In love with the hustle and I want the bank I want the throne, I am the king Walking like Frank, I'm in a mink I'm wit' a ting, sit by the ring Power and money just sit on my brain Sh*t for the birds, can't sit in the [?] (Right) Diamonds and pearls sit in my ring That's for the girls, sit on my thing I'm with the mob, I'm with the truce Ridin' with me 'cause they know I'm the truth I get them calls, house with the roof Dodging them balls, I want the loot (That's right) Praying to God that he get me through We goin' through wars, I ain't Finn lose (Woo, woo) Nobody else can do what I do Nobody ever gon' walk in my shoes Hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here, n***a, you can lose your soul Be careful, (Yeah) n***a, you better be humble We living whatever we come for (Right) Who do you think you're talking to? I'm not the one you wanna run into Hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here, n***a, you can lose your soul (That's right) Be careful, n***a, you better be humble We living whatever we come for Who do you think you're talking to? (Woo, woo) I'm not the one you wanna run into Look, I'm sick of these n***as, I'm tired I really been tryna hide the feeling I live wit' My mind, I messed up, my ammunition is infinite Y'all about to trigger me, boo Folarin just stepped in the room Y'all ain't accepting the truth, yeah I'm at the top of my cla** May take a helicopter to my renuion, uh Really I'm 'bout to be cutthroat 'Cause really I'on give a f**k though Silly b*t*hes get they cell blocked for being phoney, I ain't gusto Got it all off the muscle Dig dirt, where's the shovel? Can I get seven Hallelujah's, God good, this ain't luck though Hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here, n***a, you can lose your soul Be careful, (That's right) n***a, you better be humble We living whatever we come for (Woo, woo) Who do you think you're talking to? I'm not the one you wanna run into I want it all, know it's a risk I wanna ball, I wanna glist' (Yeah) You in my way, you bound to get hit Power and money come over a b*t*h (Right, right) Sit at the table and talk to the clique I got a plan, we could get rich Bigger than corners and makin' a pitch Bigger than bottles and trippin' a brick (That's right) I'm in the mix, throw the a**ist We can make hits, spit from the lips Couple of models be shakin' they hips Goin' full throttle 'cause I'm wit' the sh*ts (Grrr) Nobody else do it bigger than this Nobody else in the building like this (Woo) Nobody else make a killing like this Nobody else that be killin' this sh*t Yeah, hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here, (Right) n***a, you can lose your soul (That's right) Be careful, n***a, you better be humble We living whatever we come for Who do you think you're talking to? (Woo, woo) I'm not the one you wanna run into Hallelujah, I manoeuvre I'm the driver and the shooter Out here, (Right) n***a, you can lose your soul (That's right) Be careful, n***a, you better be humble We living whatever we come for Who do you think you're talking to? I'm not the one you wanna run into
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