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Nipsey Hussle

"A Miracle"

[Intro]
If what I believe
Is proved to be wrong
Then I guess I'm a miracle

[Chorus]
I was been supposed to change up
I was been supposed to fold all this pressure
I was been supposed to change up
n*gga, what would I look like? I come from the hood
I represent the only way up
Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy
I'm tryna f*ck these L.A. streets up
Think it's safe to say I did it
Look n*gga, uh

[Verse 1]
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 n*gga that's supposed to ball
'Cause I'm a street survivor and they mold us wrong
Before rap we was rollin' stones
I drove a Cutlass coupe, would cop a quarter zone
Front of the buildin' on my mobile phone
I'm thinkin' pace myself 'cause you could overdose
Not on the drugs but the life you chose
By hangin' n*ggas, I don't like the row
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 cliché where the lines get drawn
Come on the block, it's a riot zone
For the loot n*ggas stoop into pirate mode
Paint with less strokes and divide you, dawg
Guns get drawn, n*ggas lives get lost
Never was entitled, had to fight for raw
Necessities in life, you see the reason, right?

[Chorus]
I was been supposed to change up
I was been supposed to fold all this pressure
I was been supposed to change up
n*gga, what would I look like? I come from the hood
I represent the only way up
Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy
I'm tryna f*ck these L.A. streets up
Think it's safe to say I did it
Look n*gga, uh

[Verse 2]
All black everything in my 600 Benz with a heavy chain
Look, you deserve a real n*gga with money
There's some things in life that won't ever change
Me? Fell in love with a cutie
A celebrity herself, prolly f*ck 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's Chris
A lot of new responsibilities with all of this influence
Spendin' racks, therapeutic
So I snow flake the face like A.C.s in my new sh*t
One button, where the roof went?
TMZ takin' shots, say cheese for the news clips
Dope boys and them boosters
Gangbangers and hoopers
My style is inclusive, the streets is abusive
But it's life, my n*gga, wanna survive, gotta shoot sh*t
Hella thick skin, never bruise quick
Yellow wrists and some 7-speed sh*t
I talk to you on some suck a D sh*t
All visual, n*gga going digital, n*gga
Not the smartest n*gga but its visceral, n*gga
My understandin' on a level kinda different, my n*gga
Every time I drop, the city a feel it
Every time you hate, you gotta be kiddin'
Every time I pull up, the foreign is kitted
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 n*gga
Tired of tellin' you n*ggas I'm not a regular n*gga, no!

[Chorus]
I was been supposed to change up
I was been supposed to fold all this pressure
I was been supposed to change up
n*gga, what would I look like? I come from the hood
I represent the only way up
Had to hustle, boy, I'm tryna touch a toy
I'm tryna f*ck these L.A. streets up
Think it's safe to say I did it
Look n*gga, uh

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