Mountains pt. 2

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350 & KALEB MITCHELL - Rap, Hip-Hop

Mountains pt. 2

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[Intro] I got time You got time, baby I got time You got time, baby [Verse 1: 350] Yeah, yeah I wrote this story time and time again Off 285 I make the right up off the bridge Wrote this out in Tennessee my [?] still serving [?] Mountains looking down I'm tryna see it from they lens Couldn't elevate I copped the [?] Couldn't break been hanging by the thread I couldn't take the weight off up my head, yuh Don't know if it's harder just to give it up or keep it pushing The times I failed I kept the medication as a cushion I need to take a moment shake and come into the surface I had the time to make it right but thought it wasn't worth it My grandma prayed I'd make it out I hope this was the purpose Cause every now and then I get to peek behind the curtains Yeah, Yeah (9 5) [Verse 2: 350] And now I'm feelin' F R double E-dumb, I'm free son I testify Couldn't hold my own until I let it go or let it fly Who's to say success inside my life is always pending Pray my momma proud without an album that was trending Yeah, okay I know my papa sent me Feel the pressure buildin' in my chest I let it fill me Time, after time I let them down I kept on counting Hoping that my face was real enough to move this mountain [Interlude: 350 & Kaleb Mitchell] I got time (Mountain) You got time, baby (Aye) [Verse 3: Kaleb Mitchell] Every 31st momma was praying with her hands tied Young boy with holes in my white tee, dreams of building a franchise Back when all my friends started rocking blue and throwing up hand signs I had to learn to walk over land mines Felt like I didn't even belong here Knack of rebellion primed to belong here Most in my position with a folder like a lawn chair, aye The blood sheep of the family never wanted a million dollars just someone to understand me Uh, and we was really in a livin' hell No end of sight the crib feelin' like a prison cell Tried to talk God, but it felt more like a wishing well Said he'd never leave or forsake me but damn I couldn't tell So many trials and tribulations I couldn't count them The ones who ain't really down for me I could do without them Eyes to the sky lookin' at the road ahead Praying that my faith will really help me move this mountain

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Producers
  • MYGOODFRIENDSETH
  • 1995 (Anthony Cruz)
  • Blaine Taylor