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| Webbie Savage Life 2 Miracle Webbie: the lil soldier wit nothin clear to see wasn't nobody handin him shit 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 niggas 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 Birdman: how u shoot clips, put it in the air Mean mug dem niggas and have no fear Play the game wit dem stripes, put it in his life Ten on da mic, nigga 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, nigga it was hell we came in Money didn't come in, hell 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 Niggaz 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 nigga 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 bitches 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 bumpin juicey wit several grouppies I got beamers and business, bitch 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) |
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