Justin Stone, C-Sweep - Miracle lyrics
[Justin Stone, C-Sweep - Miracle lyrics]
Watch out you have to watch out for
Hell yeah man you know what I'm saying
When I came into rap all I
Wanted was like number 1 album
You know nobody has to make room
You gotta earn everything you get
You know what I mean
Nobody just gonna stamp you a legend when
You not doing anything that's legendary
I need a miracle
Feel like I'm near it though
They say I'm lyrical I said you
Need to hear it though
I'm feeling spiritual I got the chills really
They said that I don't got a
Chance and that just feels silly
I'm in my feels really tripping
I got bills to pay the boat is tipping
I'm wishing that I ain't feel this way
I'm honest honestly, honesty is important
Work as long as Giannis
I wanna be Michael Jordan
Got the sword while I'm equipped with
The pen and I'm writing quickly
I'm Allen Iverson when I'm in
They can never stiff me
They would never pick me
But now they say they writing with me
I used to play the point but
Now I play that Mic
Gimme 50 on that pistol cleat
Every game I'm going off
Now they got me on repeat but
I ain't even showing off
Yeah there's 4 in a sweep
They snore and they still sleep
They can't ignore that I turning into
What they swore I'd never be
People ask me all the time
Why am I not going to college
Why do I not have a real job
It's because I believe in myself
This dream that I'm chasing is gonna happen
Yeah, it's no miracle
Yeah, yeah back in '17 praying for a miracle
Haven't talked to god missus I'm spiritual
Say I sold out, reminisce the holdout
When nobody listen to me but
Who they saying flow now
Wake up, get a real job, fuck it
No college still I ball out, buckets
Living out my dream everydays like
A vacation like a
Doctor staying busy I'm acquiring
Some patients and I
Worked steady didn't take a day off
Kids that hated back in high school
Keep on getting laid off
Yeah, karma's a bitch i'm blowing up quick
Now the number rising everybody
All on my yeah
All I'm saying is you gotta chase your dreams
If you ain't doing what you love
Then why the hell you breathe
It seems I'm the one that come up next
Used to be a broke boy
Now we just cutting cheques, yeah
Hell yeah man you know what I'm saying
When I came into rap all I
Wanted was like number 1 album
You know nobody has to make room
You gotta earn everything you get
You know what I mean
Nobody just gonna stamp you a legend when
You not doing anything that's legendary
I need a miracle
Feel like I'm near it though
They say I'm lyrical I said you
Need to hear it though
I'm feeling spiritual I got the chills really
They said that I don't got a
Chance and that just feels silly
I'm in my feels really tripping
I got bills to pay the boat is tipping
I'm wishing that I ain't feel this way
I'm honest honestly, honesty is important
Work as long as Giannis
I wanna be Michael Jordan
Got the sword while I'm equipped with
The pen and I'm writing quickly
I'm Allen Iverson when I'm in
They can never stiff me
They would never pick me
But now they say they writing with me
I used to play the point but
Now I play that Mic
Gimme 50 on that pistol cleat
Every game I'm going off
Now they got me on repeat but
I ain't even showing off
Yeah there's 4 in a sweep
They snore and they still sleep
They can't ignore that I turning into
What they swore I'd never be
People ask me all the time
Why am I not going to college
Why do I not have a real job
It's because I believe in myself
This dream that I'm chasing is gonna happen
Yeah, it's no miracle
Yeah, yeah back in '17 praying for a miracle
Haven't talked to god missus I'm spiritual
Say I sold out, reminisce the holdout
When nobody listen to me but
Who they saying flow now
Wake up, get a real job, fuck it
No college still I ball out, buckets
Living out my dream everydays like
A vacation like a
Doctor staying busy I'm acquiring
Some patients and I
Worked steady didn't take a day off
Kids that hated back in high school
Keep on getting laid off
Yeah, karma's a bitch i'm blowing up quick
Now the number rising everybody
All on my yeah
All I'm saying is you gotta chase your dreams
If you ain't doing what you love
Then why the hell you breathe
It seems I'm the one that come up next
Used to be a broke boy
Now we just cutting cheques, yeah