A Miracle

If what I believe

Is proved to be wrong

Then I guess I'm a miracle

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

****, what would I look like?

I come from the hood, I represent the only way up

Had to hustle boy, I'm tryna touch the toy

I'm tryna fuck these LA streets up

Think it's safe to say that I did it, look, **** uh

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 never change

Me, I'm a **** that's opposed to war

'Cause I'm a street survivor and their motives wrong

Before rap, we was rolling stones

I drove a Cutlass coupe, we're coppin' Cortisone

Front of the building on my mobile phone

I'm thinking, pace myself 'cause you could overdose

Not on the drugs but on the life you chose

They're hanging ****, they don't like parole

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'll take the risk, I don't know right from wrong

Plus, any given day you might be gone

No cliche where the lines get drawn

Come on the block, it's a riot zone

For the loot, **** stoop into pirate mode

Paint with lead strokes and divide you, dawg

Guns get drawn, **** lives get lost

Never was entitled, had to fight for raw necessities in life

You see the reason, right?

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

****, what would I look like?

I come from the hood, I represent the only way up

Had to hustle boy, I'm tryna touch the toy

I'm tryna fuck these LA streets up

Think it's safe to say that I did it, look, **** uh

All black everything

In my 600 Benz with a heavy chain

Look, you deserve a real **** with money

And some things in life that won't never change

Me, fell in love with a Cuban

A celebrity herself, probably 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 Chris

Lotta new responsibilities with all of this influence

Spending rack's theraputic

So I snowflake the face like AC's in my new shit

One button, where the roof went?

TMZ taking shots, saying, cheese, for the news clips

Dope boys in the boosters

Gang bangers and hoopers

My style is inclusive

The streets is abusive, but it's life

My ****, wanna survive? Gotta shoot shit

Hella thick skin, never bruise quick

Yellow wrist and some seven speed shit

I talk to you on some seven D shit

All visual, ****, going digital, ****

Not the smartest **** but it's visceral, ****

My understanding on a level kinda different, my ****

Every time I drop the city will feel it

Every time you hate, you gotta be kidding

Every time I pull up, the foreign is kitted

And I can't even walk through the Beverly Center

Hudson jeans on, ain't the regular dinem

I bought the 600, not the regular Benz

Famous without a deal, that ain't regular, ****

Tired of telling you ****, I'm not a regular ****

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

****, what would I look like?

I come from the hood, I represent the only way up

Had to hustle boy, I'm tryna touch the toy

I'm tryna fuck these LA streets up

Think it's safe to say that I did it, look, **** uh