DJ Khalil - A Miracle lyrics

[Intro] If what I believe Is proved to be wrong Then I guess i'm a miracle [Hook: Nipsey Hu$$le] I was been supposed to change up I was been supposed to fold all this pressure I was been supposed to change up n***a what would I look like I come from the hood I represent the only way up Had to hustle boy I'm tryna touch the toy I'm trying f** these LA streets up Think it's safe to say I did it Look n***a, uh [Verse 1: Nipsey Hu$$le] All black everything, and my diamonds all love like Vera Wang Look, blue rags in the south of France Theres some things in life that won't ever change Me, I'm a n***a that's supposed to ball Cause I'm a street survivor and they mould us wrong Before rap we was rolling stones I drove a cutla** 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 d** but the life you chose But hanging n***as 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 its a riot zone For the loot n***as stoop into pirate mode Paint with less strokes and divide you dawg Guns get drawn n***as lives get lost Never was entitled had to fight for raw Necessities in life, you see the reason right? [Hook] [Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le] All black everything in my 600 Benz with a heavy chain Look, you deserve a real n***a with money Theres some things in life that won't ever change Me, fell in love with a cutie A celebrity herself prolly f** 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 Ruth's Chris Alot of new responsibilities with all of this influence Spending racks therapeutic So I snow flake the fakes like ACs in my new sh** One bu*ton, where the roof went? TMZ taking shots say cheese for the news clips Dope boys and them boosters Gangbangers and hoopers My style is inclusive, the streets is abusive But its life my n***a wanna survive gotta shoot sh** Hella thick skin never bruise quick Yellow wrists and some 7-speed sh** I talk to you on some s**a d sh** All visual n***a going digital n***a Not the smartest n***a but its visceral n***a My understanding on a level kinda different my n***a Every time I drop the city a feel it Every time you hate you gotta be kidding 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***a Tired of telling you n***as I'm not a regular n***a, no! [Hook]