Testo The Mountain - Ray Rags

Testo della canzone The Mountain (Ray Rags), tratta dall'album JDitto's F&F: All Screwed Up

Big ass dollars make big ass problems
Big ass problems mean your boy been fallen
Fourth from my father that's some pressure I don't care for
Big ass dollars that's the only thing I need
Stumble off the mountain, I'm surprised i didn't bleed
Lost so many souls, I'm surprised I didn't grieve
Had to fix my woes, I'm surprised I jumped a feat
Open up the doors, jumping out when I leave
(Yeah) only in your presence
I would sacrifice it all just for one answer
I would give it all just to be at peace
I'd be the one to carry on with what's to keep
Even though I'm alone, never knocking it
I'm on the verge of this energy man I'm positive
Live with this burden of down playing accomplishments
Only cause I'm thinking well beyond the finer shit, damn
They playing the defense, I'm key with the reflex
Knew niggas with crew necks, thought we was a nuisance
I gained my dual sense, this shawty my weakness
I guess it's the sequence, but it changes by season, and
Ain't nobody give a damn about your own cause
Ain't nobody really care unless you break and go large
I done seen my own homies never show me no fucking love, I would do it all for a reset
Big ass dollars make big ass problems
Big ass problems mean your boy been fallen
Fourth from my father that's some pressure I don't care for
Big ass dollars that's the only thing I need
Stumble off the mountain, I'm surprised i didn't bleed
Lost so many souls, I'm surprised I didn't grieve
Had to fix my woes, I'm surprised I jumped a feat
Open up the doors, jumping out when I leave
I told y'all, I would give it all for some Change
So far away, but hope my whip got range
I done fell out with niggas they act too strange
I got trust issues sorry I ain't the same
But, sorry or not, niggas plotting a lot
I try to see the signs, cuz they tryna ex out the spots
Niggas parking for a spark, bro I'm hot off the drive
I inspire all my niggas though my clout isn't high
We all batting demons, I let mine in
Of course I'm flawed, I don't that I'm a ten off rip
Deep in my thoughts, how the surface is flipped
We ain't got no meanings, cause my light is the shit
Matter fact, I keep scheming for mine, for mine
Write with a purpose, help my niggas flourish further with rhymes
As I make up these lines, a rope we hang off a vine
And we climb to reach the top, they all know it's a sign shit



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Writer(s): Raymond Ragland
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