A Miracle
(feat. Birdman, Rick Ross) [Webbie:]
The lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn't nobody handin him ****
Ridin round town glamour and glistenin
Ya don't won't my position,
I'm spittin facts
Couldn't relax, the whole time
I had weight up on my back
Be black gon back,
I got pistols on deck
They gave cuz seven flat, how many ****** gon rat
Check my tats, ya neva heard of dis ya suppose to man
It had to fair, now
I meet da family and dem, it packed at
Madison Square
I had career,
I supposed to be right back there with dem
I owed it to him,
I know it
I show it
Don't wanna blow it or pour it
For da streets, give me a beat ima roll it
Show it wit dem leavin magic
But I knew
I had it in savage
It got crucial
I aint panic, when yall want it,
I ran it I remember when my granny said anything was to happen
From slangin, hustlin, to trappin
Laugin, prayin jackin
I'm blowin on granddaddy and all my kids happy its a miracle [Chorus: (2x)]
It seem like
I'm dreamin, ah somebody pinch me
Am I supposed be in da spot dat
I'm in, is dis really real
All dese years, am
I really here
Have I really live what they call a miracle [Birdman:]
How u shoot clips, put it in the air
Mean mug dem ****** and have no fear
Play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life
Ten on da mic, ***** do it da same night
Its a miracle, da way
I bend dem corners on dem
Get up early on dem, get dis money on dem
A miracle, a lot
I bought on, crib
I paid on, thangs
I got on A miracle, fresh crush to diamond ice, place in one price, did it for one night
A miracle,
I don't lived da high life
Shined in high lights, did it with gun fights
A miracle, ***** it was hell we came in
Money didn't come in, hell we went in
A miracle, no time lyin homie
Time for crime homie, time for dyin homie [Chorus (2x)] [Rick Ross:]
Its truly a miracle, dat boy still a live
Cuz I was sellin bo in '95
Ridin wit my boys deallin **** gettin high
Crackers tryin to give me time, and we aint talkin 5
****** talk fly so dat pistol by my side
My baby mama ****in, all my homies on da sly
I see all through da corner of ***** eyes
So I keep my shades on, and my face up at da sky
Pistons get da power, snitchin is for cowards
I got plasmas in da shower, and my *****es snortin powder
I'm a g, my life a movie,
I got rubber uzzi's in my jacuzzi
They think
I'm biggie,
I'm bumpin juicey wit several grouppies
I got beamers and business, ***** they all on duces
I got da pruduct, and when ya drop it, it neva loses
Da prey get prayed on, killers get prayed for
It dis a dream,
I pray I neva wake up [Chorus (2x)]