Mountains

[Intro: Raw-B & NOT KLYDE]
Yeah
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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-

[Chorus: NOT KLYDE]
Ayy
Ooh, get out the way (Beam, yeah, get out the way, beam)
Hoo, my God [?], make yo' giants fade (Yeah, giants fade, ooh)
Ooh, get out the way (Bling, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, my God [?] (Ayy, [?])
Ooh, get out the way (Skrrt, skrrt, ooh, yeah)
Huh, my God [?], make yo' giants fade (Giants fade, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, get out the way (Get out the way)
My God [?] ([?])

[Verse 2: Xay Hill]
Used to dream of times where life was elevated
But then, it went to smoke, it seems everything's hella faded
Niggas in the garden like snakes, they hella gracious
Lookin' for a moment to bite, but they never make it
I'm a small town kid with a big city dream, uh
Wanna be a trending status like I'm freakin' [?]
I know I had the light, I done seen my soul gleam
I used to be that lonely boy until God blessed me wit' the team
Yeah, ayy, you could move mountains, got honey flowin' like river
I used to die for these moments where everything just got bigger
Ayy, so much, I grabbed the gun, I had to flex wit' a trigger
I used to flex that stereotype, I was that number one nigga
Until You came into my life, You made everything right
See, in the middle of the night, You pulled my neck from that knife
It was murder that day, oh, it was murder alright
He put the old Xay to rest and gave a new one new life
You can-

[Chorus: NOT KLYDE]
Ayy!
Ooh, get out the way (Beam, yeah, get out the way, beam)
Hoo, my God [?], make yo' giants fade (Yeah, giants fade, ooh)
Ooh, get out the way (Bling, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, my God [?] (Ayy, [?])
Ooh, get out the way (Skrrt, skrrt, ooh, yeah)
Huh, my God [?], make yo' giants fade (Giants fade, skrrt, skrrt)
Yeah, get out the way (Get out the way)
My God [?] ([?])

[Bridge: NOT KLYDE]
Runnin' like man, I got the plan, God got me in His hands (Yeah)
I could be dead, I could be gone, God got me in His plans (Yeah)
I could turn left, I could flip out, I could flip lean and Xans (Yeah)
Killin' my demons, runnin' 'til the wheels fall off, got me runnin' when I can
Runnin' like man, I got the plan, God got me in His hands (Yeah)
I could be dead, I could be gone, God got me in His plans (Yeah)
I could turn left, I could flip out, I could flip lean and Xans (Yeah)
Killin' my demons, runnin' 'til the wheels fall off, got me runnin' when I can