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 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 the toy I'm trying fuck these LA streets up Think it's safe to say I did it Look nigga, 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 ever change Me, I'm a nigga that's supposed to ball Cause I'm a street survivor and they mowed us wrong Before rap we was rolling stones I drove a cutlass coupe, a couple corners on Front of the building on my mobile phone I'm thinking pace yourself cause you can overdose Not on the drugs but the life you chose But [?] niggas 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 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 rise on 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? 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 cutie 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 or the roof cripz Alot of new responsibilities with all of this influence Spending racks therapeutic So I snow flake the fakes like ACs in my new shit One button, where the roof went? TMZ taking shots say cheese for the news clips Dope boys in them boosters Gangbangers in hoopers My style is inclusive, the streets is abusive But it's like my nigga wanna survive out of shoe shit Hella thick skin never bruise quick Yellow wrists and some 7-speed shit I talk to you on some sucka d shit All visual nigga going digital nigga Not the smartest nigga but it's visual nigga My understanding on a level kinda different my nigga Every time I drop the city a feel it Every time you hate you gotta be kidding Every time I pull up the [?] And I can't even really walk through the Beverly Center Hudson jeans on ain't the regular demin I bought the 600 not the regular Benz Famous without a deal that ain't regular nigga Tired of telling you niggas I'm not a regular nigga, no!