a miracle lyrics – webbie

(feat. birdman, rick ross)

the lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn’t n*body handin him sh*t
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 n*gg*s 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

how u shoot clips, put it in the air
mean mug dem n*gg*s and have no fear
play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life
ten on da mic, n*gg* 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, n*gg* it was h*ll we came in
money didn’t come in, h*ll 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 dope gettin high
crackers tryin to give me time, and we aint talkin 5
n*gg*z talk fly so dat pistol by my side
my baby mama f**kin, all my homies on da sly
i see all through da corner of n*gg* 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 b*tches 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 b*mpin juicey wit several grouppies
i got beamers and business, b*tch 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)]

/ webbie lyrics