Hallelujah (from "Godfather Of Harlem" soundtrack)

[Buddy:]
Yeah, ooh
Huh
Yeah, hey, uh, ooh
Yeah, okay, okay
Yeah

Hallelujah, I manoeuvre
I'm the driver and the shooter
Out here, nigga, you can lose your soul
Be careful, nigga, 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

[A$AP Ferg:]
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 with' a ting, sit by the ring
Power and money just sit on my brain
Shit 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
Riding 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 going through wars, I ain't Finn lose (Woo, woo)
Nobody else can do what I do
Nobody ever gon' walk in my shoes

[Buddy (A$AP Ferg):]
Hallelujah, I manoeuvre
I'm the driver and the shooter
Out here, nigga, you can lose your soul
Be careful, (Yeah) nigga, 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, nigga, you can lose your soul (That's right)
Be careful, nigga, 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

[Wale:]
Look, I'm sick of these niggas, I'm tired
I really been tryna hide the feeling I live with'
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 class
May take a helicopter to my renuion, uh
Really I'm 'bout to be cutthroat
'Cause really I'on give a fuck though
Silly bitches 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

[Buddy (A$AP Ferg):]
Hallelujah, I manoeuvre
I'm the driver and the shooter
Out here, nigga, you can lose your soul
Be careful, (That's right) nigga, 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

[A$AP Ferg:]
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 bitch (Right, right)
Sit at the table and talk to the clique
I got a plan, we could get rich
Bigger than corners and making a pitch
Bigger than bottles and tripping a brick (That's right)
I'm in the mix, throw the assist
We can make hits, spit from the lips
Couple of models be shaking they hips
Going full throttle 'cause I'm with' the shits (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 killing this shit

[Buddy (A$AP Ferg):]
Yeah, hallelujah, I manoeuvre
I'm the driver and the shooter
Out here, (Right) nigga, you can lose your soul (That's right)
Be careful, nigga, 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) nigga, you can lose your soul (That's right)
Be careful, nigga, 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