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)]