Miracle
webbie ft. rick ross birdman Lyrics

The lil soldier wit nothin' clear to see wasn't nobody handin' him shit
The young soldier had no clear path to success and did not receive any help from anyone.

Ridin' round town glamour and glistenin'
Driving around town, attracting attention with a glamorous appearance.

Ya don't won't my position, I'm spittin' facts
You don't want to be in my position, I am speaking the truth.

Couldn't relax, the whole time I had weight up on my back
I couldn't relax because I always carried a heavy burden with me.

Be black gon back, I got pistols on deck
In dangerous situations, I keep guns ready for defense.

They gave 'cause seven flat, how many niggas gon rat
They gave me 7 years flat in prison, how many people will betray me?

Check my tats, ya neva heard of dis ya suppose to man
Look at my tattoos, you haven't heard of someone like me before.

It had to fair, now I meet da family and dem, it packed at Madison Square
Life had to be fair for me, now I meet with family and friends and it is crowded at Madison Square.

I had career, I supposed to be right back there with dem
I had a career before prison, I was supposed to be back there with my friends.

I owed it to him, I know it I show it
I owed it to someone, and I know and demonstrate that I am grateful.

Don't wanna blow it or pour it
I don't want to waste my opportunities or my resources.

For da streets, give me a beat ima roll it
For the streets, give me a beat and I'll rap over it.

Show it wit dem leavin' magic
I show my skills with a touch of magic.

But I knew I had it in savage
I knew I had the potential to be ruthless.

It got crucial I ain't panic, when y'all want it, I ran it
It got intense, but I didn't panic, I took charge when needed.

I remember when my granny said anything was to happen
I recall when my grandma said that anything is possible.

From slangin', hustlin', to trappin'
From selling, hustling, to dealing drugs.

Laugin, prayin' jackin'
Laughing, praying, stealing.

I'm blowin' on granddaddy and all my kids happy its a miracle
I am smoking marijuana, and all my children are happy. It's miraculous.

How you shoot clips, put it in the air
How you shoot guns, put it in the air.

Mean mug dem niggas and have no fear
Intimidate those people without any fear.

Play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life
Play the game with a dangerous reputation, putting lives at risk.

Ten on da mic, nigga do it da same night
Perform on the microphone with confidence and in one take.

A miracle, da way I bend dem corners on dem
It's a miracle the way I navigate through sharp turns in my car.

Get up early on dem, get dis money on dem
Wake up early and make money.

A miracle, a lot I bought on, crib I paid on, thangs I got on
It's a miracle all that I have bought, paid for a home, and possessions I have gained.

A miracle, fresh crush to diamond ice, place in one price, did it for one night
It's a miracle to have a fresh crush of diamonds, to pay one price, and to show it off for one night.

A miracle, I don't lived da high life
It's a miracle to have lived a luxurious lifestyle.

Shined in high lights, did it with gun fights
Shined in the spotlight, and achieved success through violence.

A miracle, nigga it was hell we came in
It's a miracle to have made it through the difficulties we faced.

Money didn't come in, hell we went in
We didn't earn money from easy work, we went through hell to get it.

No time lyin homie
I don't have time for lying, friend.

Time for crime homie, time for dyin homie
It's time for committing crimes, friend, and time for dying, friend.

Its truly a miracle, dat boy still a live
It's truly miraculous that the boy is still alive.

'Cause I was sellin bo in '95
Because I was selling crack cocaine in 1995.

Ridin wit my boys deallin dope gettin high
Riding with my group, dealing drugs, and getting high.

Crackers tryin' to give me time, and we ain't talkin 5
The authorities were trying to give me a long prison sentence, not just 5 years.

Niggaz talk fly so dat pistol by my side
People talk big, so I always keep a gun with me.

My baby mama f**kin, all my homies on da sly
My baby's mother is having sexual relationships with my friends secretly.

I see all through da corner of nigga eyes
I see everything through the eyes of someone who is constantly on guard.

So I keep my shades on, and my face up at da sky
I wear sunglasses and look up at the sky to hide my emotions.

Pistons get da power, snitchin is for cowards
Guns give you power, but snitching is cowardly.

I got plasmas in da shower, and my bitches snortin powder
I have flat-screen TVs in the shower, and my female companions are using cocaine.

I'm a g, my life a movie, I got rubber uzzi's in my jacuzzi
I am a gangster, my life resembles a movie, and I have inflatable guns in my hot tub.

They think I'm biggie, I'm bumpin juicey wit several grouppies
People compare me to Notorious B.I.G., and I am listening to the song 'Juicy' with multiple female admirers.

I got beamers and business, bitch they all on duces
I have BMWs and multiple businesses, all on 22-inch rims.

I got da pruduct, and when ya drop it, it neva loses
I have the product, and when you sell it, it never loses value.

Da prey get prayed on, killers get prayed for
The weak become the victims, and the violent are prayed for.

It dis a dream, I pray I neva wake up
If this is a dream, then I hope I never wake up.

It seem like I'm dreamin', ah somebody pinch me
It feels like I'm dreaming, someone needs to pinch me.

Am I supposed be in da spot dat I'm in, is dis really real
Should I really be in the position I am in? Is this actually happening?

All dese years, am I really here
After all these years, am I really alive and experiencing this?

Have I really live what they call a miracle
Have I truly lived a life that can be considered a miracle?