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Mountain Top Video (MV)




Performed By: Lona
Length: 2:27
Written by: Kerry Traore




Lona - Mountain Top Lyrics




I gotta hit the mountain top
Before the bottom drop
New Years Eve ball drops
Model hoes & bottle pops
Met Gala drip when I'm stepping
I get tested a lot
So you know I gotta know i gotta pull out the Tesla lot
Ima paint the city young Basquait
And I still got the fam, they gone back me up
Niggas see me on and they scene dap me up
But be mad we up
Mama always taught me how to handle up
Life is like a ride on the handle bars
I'm just lucky God got a hand on ours
Swerve through the energy, they be passing off
My team only TDs when I pass it off
I think I know what Kap feel
Feel like I can't turn the Hassle off
Can we talk?
There's a question that I never get the answer for
Should I be ashamed cause I always want for more
Even when I got what I wanted for
People tell me I live a life some would trade me for
But I promise it's a price that they can't afford
Gift & the Curse
Hov already explained it for me
People really out preying on me
It's a shame when niggas hit the TL just to claim we homies
I was dumb to ever think that the game could hold me
Can't let the pain control me
Never ending story
I just let it unfold, but it never gets old
Okay I'm lying, but a nigga won't fold
This just what it is when you want more
A lot of shit just don't do it anymore
I been asking what I'm doing anymore?
Hits bring pain
And paint breed hits
Guess in the end everybody wins
Cause that bring ends
They gone be sick when I pull up in the mayo Benz
And me & the mayor friends
They gone wanna make amends
But we can't be friends
Word to Puff
They ain't make the band
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I gotta hit the mountain top
Before the bottom drop
New Years Eve ball drops
Model hoes & bottle pops
Met Gala drip when I'm stepping
I get tested a lot
So you know I gotta know i gotta pull out the Tesla lot
Ima paint the city young Basquait
And I still got the fam, they gone back me up
Niggas see me on and they scene dap me up
But be mad we up
Mama always taught me how to handle up
Life is like a ride on the handle bars
I'm just lucky God got a hand on ours
Swerve through the energy, they be passing off
My team only TDs when I pass it off
I think I know what Kap feel
Feel like I can't turn the Hassle off
Can we talk?
There's a question that I never get the answer for
Should I be ashamed cause I always want for more
Even when I got what I wanted for
People tell me I live a life some would trade me for
But I promise it's a price that they can't afford
Gift & the Curse
Hov already explained it for me
People really out preying on me
It's a shame when niggas hit the TL just to claim we homies
I was dumb to ever think that the game could hold me
Can't let the pain control me
Never ending story
I just let it unfold, but it never gets old
Okay I'm lying, but a nigga won't fold
This just what it is when you want more
A lot of shit just don't do it anymore
I been asking what I'm doing anymore?
Hits bring pain
And paint breed hits
Guess in the end everybody wins
Cause that bring ends
They gone be sick when I pull up in the mayo Benz
And me & the mayor friends
They gone wanna make amends
But we can't be friends
Word to Puff
They ain't make the band
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Writer: Kerry Traore
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