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hallelujah - corey patrick lyrics

[intro:]
ayy*ayy*ayy*ayyy
hallelujah, money ain’t gon’ save me
hallelujah, ayy, it’s cp, cp (it’s cp)

[chorus x2:]
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they say i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they say i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded

[verse 1:]
blaaaow, i’ma hit ’em with the business
all this sh*t i’m doing, they ain’t never took a chance to sniff it
now i got my money right, they hand out like i’m gonna give it
to em, and it’s kinda sickening
back when they was eating and i wasn’t
wouldn’t share the chicken
always had my back, right?
i was in the dark, they wouldn’t even share the flashlight
now i light the room up when i walk in so you mad, right?
p*ssy n*ggas mad tight, skirt on with no bag pipe
i’m the getting*cash type, i’m the living*fast type
god is good, i won’t get two, i live it like it’s my last life
so over the bullsh*t like i seen it in my past life
same one that just cut you off, i’m bending like a jack knife
[chorus x2:]
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they saying i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they saying i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded

[verse 2:]
i got a lot but ain’t got nothing for no fake friends
best keep it real because that fake sh*t doesn’t pay bills
they want my spot, what they ain’t notice is i don’t take l’s
i sell this shhh just like that motherf*cking s*x sells

[interlude:]
(man, you need to get on your music grind)
got a lot on my plate right now, man
tryna get this money up, plus ho’s on my line
not to mention everyone and their pops want my spot
[chorus x2:]
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they saying i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded
hallelujah, this money ain’t gon’ save me
stack that sh*t up, they saying i’m gonna make it
dolla, dolla bills keep calling me
these commas wanna drive me crazy
they just wanna f*ck around
they wonder why i’m always faded

[outro:]
(off my d*ck, pigeon)
cp (real sh*t, real n*ggas in the booth)
coming to you live
seacoast (seacoast sh*t, boy)
stay wavy, that’s right, we riding, yuh

- corey patrick lyrics

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