Hallelujah
Aha, told y'all niggas I'm back
Uh
Cash cow, cause I'm all about the mula
Ask how Max V became the ruler
Blacked out, sendin' shots at your medulla
I'm back now, got em screamin' hallelujah
I'm gonna take the throne uh, call me Mansa Musa
Only thing that's on my head, is the snakes like Medusa
I see why they like to dread, got more ice than a cooler
I'm just bathin' in the blood, soap and suds with the loofah, uh
They gon' drive me super crazy, they been actin' stupid lately
Dug so many holes and at this point I don't know who can save me
Blowin' loud everywhere I go, I think my Uber hate me
That's the only way to numb my feelings and rejuvenate me
Makin' plays off the bricks, shoot my shot I never miss
I'm the type that's gonna talk my shit then play it for you in a diss
Niggas talkin' bout a top five, I'ma smoke the whole fuckin' list
Movin' forward, never lookin' back, I don't have the time to reminisce
Uh, I don't have time for ignorance, I don't have time for innocence
I don't have time for anything less than business trips
I don't have time for bitchin' shit or activities that ain't arithmetic
This wisdom spit, out the park won't hit the fence
When you in tune, you get a different sense
Extra clips for enemies, you know I gotta pack rounds
Watchin' close my every move so the fed boys tryna pat down
Mainly due to the fact that I'm black, got a pigment skin color, that's brown
I don't dap clowns, I'm too ahead, you in the background
Don't be tryna come back 'round when you see the gains
Wasn't there for me, couldn't see the pain
I could drop some knowledge that could feed your brain
And I bet you won't look at me the same
Probably thinkin' now that he's insane
Tryna raise the bar while I'm eatin' Canes
And I cruise by in the speedin' lane
I just need the praise, need the praise
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I birthed the game, I ain't even have a doula
Self aware, on the path to be a Buddha
Bout my Gouda, disappear in the Bermuda
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I birthed the game, I ain't even have a doula
Self aware, on the path to be a Buddha
Bout my Gouda, disappear in the Bermuda
Cash cow, cause I'm all about the mula
Ask how Max V became the ruler
Blacked out, sendin' shots at your medulla
I'm back now, got em screamin' hallelujah
Uh
Cash cow, cause I'm all about the mula
Ask how Max V became the ruler
Blacked out, sendin' shots at your medulla
I'm back now, got em screamin' hallelujah
I'm gonna take the throne uh, call me Mansa Musa
Only thing that's on my head, is the snakes like Medusa
I see why they like to dread, got more ice than a cooler
I'm just bathin' in the blood, soap and suds with the loofah, uh
They gon' drive me super crazy, they been actin' stupid lately
Dug so many holes and at this point I don't know who can save me
Blowin' loud everywhere I go, I think my Uber hate me
That's the only way to numb my feelings and rejuvenate me
Makin' plays off the bricks, shoot my shot I never miss
I'm the type that's gonna talk my shit then play it for you in a diss
Niggas talkin' bout a top five, I'ma smoke the whole fuckin' list
Movin' forward, never lookin' back, I don't have the time to reminisce
Uh, I don't have time for ignorance, I don't have time for innocence
I don't have time for anything less than business trips
I don't have time for bitchin' shit or activities that ain't arithmetic
This wisdom spit, out the park won't hit the fence
When you in tune, you get a different sense
Extra clips for enemies, you know I gotta pack rounds
Watchin' close my every move so the fed boys tryna pat down
Mainly due to the fact that I'm black, got a pigment skin color, that's brown
I don't dap clowns, I'm too ahead, you in the background
Don't be tryna come back 'round when you see the gains
Wasn't there for me, couldn't see the pain
I could drop some knowledge that could feed your brain
And I bet you won't look at me the same
Probably thinkin' now that he's insane
Tryna raise the bar while I'm eatin' Canes
And I cruise by in the speedin' lane
I just need the praise, need the praise
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I birthed the game, I ain't even have a doula
Self aware, on the path to be a Buddha
Bout my Gouda, disappear in the Bermuda
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah
I birthed the game, I ain't even have a doula
Self aware, on the path to be a Buddha
Bout my Gouda, disappear in the Bermuda
Cash cow, cause I'm all about the mula
Ask how Max V became the ruler
Blacked out, sendin' shots at your medulla
I'm back now, got em screamin' hallelujah
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Writer(s): Angelo Taylor
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