Hallelujah Lyrics by Babyface Ray (feat. GMO Stax)
Phone beatin’ still in motion I’m like Hallelujah
When that bag touch down we scream Hallelujah
Wrist buss hands up I’m like Hallelujah
Fresh as fuck Amiri’s stuffed I’m like Hallelujah
Bad bitches send me drops n**** Hallelujah
Really thuggin’ in these streets I don’t need a shooter
Was just broke now I’m up n**** Hallelujah
Real n**** rapper second they like how I do it
Fuck these n***** wanna do with me
I got my change up I rock designer
My young n**** caught a body he still a minor never mind him
It’s a beamer not a Honda
Bitch look how we ridin’
Back to back tracks and cats
It look like we slidin’
I look like color money
Way too trill keep nothin’ but hunnids
Watch your back they comin’ for you
Fuck steppin’ n***** stompin’ on you
Bitches know I’m worth a ticket see me and they jumpin’ on me
Down his block sideways like fuck em’ cuz he stunted on me
Fuck whoever hatin’ on me
Pay a fee they layin’ on you
Mama say she prayin’ for me
I won’t let them take it from me
Try to listen to these n***** that ain’t really sayin’ nothin’
Shorty she was playin’ with it
Paper got her friend fuckin’
Phone beatin’ still in motion I’m like Hallelujah
When that bag touch down we scream Hallelujah
Wrist buss hands up I’m like Hallelujah
Fresh as fuck Amiri’s stuffed I’m like Hallelujah
Bad bitches send me drops n**** Hallelujah
Really thuggin’ in these streets I don’t need a shooter
Was just broke now I’m up n**** Hallelujah
Real n**** rapper second they like how I do it
Switches or the drake’s only thang we shootin’
We done put the ball down we said fuck hoopin’
Kill a n**** all on camera if it come to it
We don’t need no money counter we’ll thumb through it
Quick to pick the chopper up and say fuck music
We ain’t goin’ back and forth let the hoes do it
I ain’t got to slime no more, let the bros do it
Only time these n***** slide when they on ProTools
Him too everybody around me make a bitch choose
Everybody round me masked up they don’t know who the shooter
I don’t know about them other n*****
They know we gon do it
All on bang outs thank god n**** Hallelujah
Phone beatin’ still in motion I’m like Hallelujah
When that bag touch down we screaming’ Hallelujah
Wrist buss hands up I’m like Hallelujah
Fresh as fuck Amiri’s stuff I’m like Hallelujah
Bad bitches send me drops n**** Hallelujah
Really thuggin’ in these streets I don’t need a shooter
Was just broke now I’m up n**** Hallelujah
Real n**** rapper second they like how I do it