A Miracle - Nipsey Hussle

If what I believe

Is proved to be wrong

Then I guess I’m a miracle

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

Nigga, 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 fuck these L.A. streets up

Think it’s safe to say I did it

Look nigga, uh

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 nigga 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' niggas, 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 niggas stoop into pirate mode

Paint with less strokes and divide you, dawg

Guns get drawn, niggas lives get lost

Never was entitled, had to fight for raw

Necessities in life, you see the reason, right?

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

Nigga, 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 fuck these L.A. streets up

Think it’s safe to say I did it

Look nigga, uh

All black everything in my 600 Benz with a heavy chain

Look, you deserve a real nigga with money

There’s some things in life that won’t ever change

Me?

Fell in love with a cutie

A celebrity herself, prolly fuck 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 shit

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 nigga, wanna survive, gotta shoot shit

Hella thick skin, never bruise quick

Yellow wrists and some 7-speed shit

I talk to you on some suck a D shit

All visual, nigga going digital, nigga

Not the smartest nigga but its visceral, nigga

My understandin' on a level kinda different, my nigga

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 nigga

Tired of tellin' you niggas I’m not a regular nigga, no!

I was been supposed to change up

I was been supposed to fold all this pressure

I was been supposed to change up

Nigga, 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 fuck these L.A. streets up

Think it’s safe to say I did it

Look nigga, uh