A Miracle

Lyrics

[Intro] If what I believe Is proved to be wrong Then I guess I'm a miracle [Chorus] I was been supposed to change up I was been supposed to fold all this pressure I was been supposed to change up Nigga, what would I look like? I come from the hood I represent the only way up Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy I'm tryna fuck these L.A. streets up Think it's safe to say that I did it Look nigga, uh [Verse 1] All black everything and my diamonds all love like Vera Wang Look, blue rags in the south of France There's some things in life that won't ever change Me? I'm a nigga that's supposed to ball 'Cause I'm a street survivor and they mold us wrong Before rap we was rollin' stones I drove a Cutlass coupe, would cop a quarter zone Front of the buildin' on my mobile phone I'm thinkin' pace myself 'cause you could overdose Not on the drugs but the life you chose By hangin' niggas, I don't like the row No such thing as they might parole They putting cameras up in microphones They got me sandwiched in, I want a nicer home They know I take the risk, I don't know right from wrong Plus any given day you might be gone No cliché where the lines get drawn Come on the block, it's a riot zone For the loot niggas stoop into pirate mode Paint with less strokes and divide you, dawg Guns get drawn, niggas lives get lost Never was entitled, had to fight for raw Necessities in life, you see the reason, right? [Chorus] I was been supposed to change up I was been supposed to fold all this pressure I was been supposed to change up Nigga, what would I look like? I come from the hood I represent the only way up Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy I'm tryna fuck these L.A. streets up Think it's safe to say that I did it Look nigga, uh [Verse 2] All black everything in my 600 Benz with a heavy chain Look, you deserve a real nigga with money There's some things in life that won't ever change Me? Fell in love with a cuban A celebrity herself, prolly fuck with her music She the one that the shoe fit but I can't stop for love Look how the game has seduced us Benihana's or the Ruth's Chris A lot of new responsibilities with all of this influence Spendin' racks, therapeutic So I snow flake the face like A.C.s in my new shit One button, where the roof went? TMZ takin' shots, say cheese for the news clips Dope boys and them boosters Gangbangers and hoopers My style is inclusive, the streets is abusive But it's life, my nigga, wanna survive, gotta shoot shit Hella thick skin, never bruise quick Yellow wrists and some 7-speed shit I talk to you on some suck a D shit All visual, nigga going digital, nigga Not the smartest nigga but its visceral, nigga My understandin' on a level kinda different, my nigga Every time I drop, the city a feel it Every time you hate, you gotta be kiddin' Every time I pull up, the foreign is kitted And I can't even really walk through the Beverly Center Hudson jeans on, ain't the regular denim I bought the 600, not the regular Benz Famous without a deal, that ain't regular nigga Tired of tellin' you niggas I'm not a regular nigga, no! [Chorus] I was been supposed to change up I was been supposed to fold all this pressure I was been supposed to change up Nigga, what would I look like? I come from the hood I represent the only way up Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy I'm tryna fuck these L.A. streets up Think it's safe to say I did it Look nigga, uh