Miracle

[Intro: Gucci Mane]

I thank God I woke up today

Trap God 2, nigga! Rich...

Soundtrack for the motherfuckin' streets

Scream!

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

It's a motherfuckin' miracle

Yeah, it's a motherfuckin' miracle

I make a half to a whole one

Yeah, that's a motherfuckin' miracle

Broke nigga turned millionaire

Yeah, it's a motherfuckin' miracle

Got 26s on my vehicles

And it's a motherfuckin' miracle

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

Now, I ain't motherfuckin' lyrical

Got 50 bowls in my living room

My bedroom is the chicken room

I'm eatin' like it's Thanksgiving, fool

And I do it like a nigga do

I wrap up but I pull the trigga, too

Your best bet, get a bigger crew

I'm playin' chess while you shootin' pool

Make your next move be your best move

Run up on Guwap, I'm a let loose

What you mad for? Nigga, I'm upset too

They say the yellow jewelry jeweller in the rest room

On the top, a nigga'll hit you with a barstool

You the type of bitch'll make up, wear a costume

You little boys better go and watch some cartoons

'Cause I'm my own man, nigga, I'm my own goon

And I swear I got a whip game incredible

God take my breath now if I'm scared of you

I'll turn your best friend to a fuckin' vegetable

But I'm a stop talkin', I ain't tryna lecture you

I'm the president, nigga, it's election year

EA dictator, ain't no reelections here

Spectator nigga, test that's ahead of you

Before I dap you up, boy, I'd rather wet you up

[Hook: Gucci Mane]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]

AK's, ain't no pistols here

And we gon' wet you up here (oh my God)

Now it's a motherfuckin' miracle (what bruh?)

How I put a hundred bands in one ear

I've got two-on-two hundred bands in my ear

Who this nigga here? Standin' mighty close to my rear

I'm just keepin' it real

I'll go shoot his ass and his ear, damage my career

Hundred bands make me stand here

Diamonds come from...

Bitch, I'm just playin', I appear, diamonds crystal clear

Oh, you got them bands? Okay, dear, we gon' milk you here

Might be broke, I tattoo tears, and no M&Ms

I'm a throwback boy and a blood, I need them...

Guwap set up shop anywhere, anytime hoe

Thug'll come with glocks anywhere, any kind hoe

Green bells, white bells, oh, that smell, yeah, that smell

Very rare, we everywhere, you'd never dare, you in a wheelchair

I'll take that bitch, slut that bitch, fuck that bitch, suck that bitch

Send that bitch back to you dead broke, she like money, man

Suck you like a tidnit... give her your paper

Just to bring it back to me

She like when I shine like a glacier

My pinky rings are equator

My cups is no maper, I meant maple

Apple juice, purple, baby bottles, Gerbel

I man Gerber, kill shit, murder, sipper

Slurper, it's a motherfuckin' miracle, I'm lyrical

[Hook: Gucci Mane]