Mountains Xay Hill (Ft. Not Klyde & Raw-B)
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[Intro: Raw-B & NOT KLYDE]
Yeah
[?]
[?]
Ayy
You already know what it is
Ight, look
[Verse 1: Raw-B]
Workin' while young, I ain't makin' much
People tryna tell me that my Jesus just a crutch
Boy, I been through hell and back, and you gon' tell me He ain't clutch?
I've been walkin' through the fire, look like I don't give a- hush
There's beauty in the struggle, don't you ever knock my hustle
When you wanna move a mountain, sometimes, God gives you shovel
If you trust Him, then the tools He's given you will bless you double
Man, this life is gonna blow, I don't mean to burst your bubble
But lame artists get a buzz while I'm workin' wit' a stubble
And that's hella outta pocket like '97 O. Russell
To be honest, it is not in my DNA to be humble
And I always be like "Damn" every time I get in trouble
Like, one time, I was runnin' away from the 12
With my homie that I grew up with, but now, we in a cell
And even though Satan keeps his grip in strong holds like spiking gel
I'ma be on top of Everest, steadily ringin' them bells
Like-
Yeah
[?]
[?]
Ayy
You already know what it is
Ight, look
[Verse 1: Raw-B]
Workin' while young, I ain't makin' much
People tryna tell me that my Jesus just a crutch
Boy, I been through hell and back, and you gon' tell me He ain't clutch?
I've been walkin' through the fire, look like I don't give a- hush
There's beauty in the struggle, don't you ever knock my hustle
When you wanna move a mountain, sometimes, God gives you shovel
If you trust Him, then the tools He's given you will bless you double
Man, this life is gonna blow, I don't mean to burst your bubble
But lame artists get a buzz while I'm workin' wit' a stubble
And that's hella outta pocket like '97 O. Russell
To be honest, it is not in my DNA to be humble
And I always be like "Damn" every time I get in trouble
Like, one time, I was runnin' away from the 12
With my homie that I grew up with, but now, we in a cell
And even though Satan keeps his grip in strong holds like spiking gel
I'ma be on top of Everest, steadily ringin' them bells
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