MIRACLE Lyrics

2% huh

You gon' need a fucking miracle

All my diamonds looking spiritual

That shit lyrical

Pour me up a lil' fucking cereal

You gon' need yourself a miracle

Try to knock off 2% but he's invincible

Ask your mama, ask your bitch he's irresistible

If you pull up on me know it could get physical

I'll make it difficult

Light 'em up that boy he gon' be fictional

Smoke him 2-3 times, his pack it look divisional

2% know he been floating, that shit typical

Broke the limit, now he looking like a criminal

Know that they been sleeping they been snoring

Move in silence, 223s I shoot like Jordan

Add another two feet stand on my fortunes

Shooters out in Warren

Chopper getting busy, all these other rappers boring

Ran through the money

Your diamonds look funny

Wipe my nose need Zyrtec, yeah that shit a lil' runny

Way that I flexed up know that I'm never going broke you dummy

Diamonds all colors, so you better not mistake them for no gummies

Got a AP in my heart

Expensive watches, riding foreigns, push to start

One day Imma top the charts

Then I'll throw designer all up in my fucking shopping cart

You gon' need yourself a miracle

Water round my neck that shit so holy looking spiritual

I'm in my bag getting lyrical

All I need is 2% to pour some fucking cereal

You gon' need yourself a miracle

Try to knock off 2% but he's invincible

Ask your mama, ask your bitch he's irresistible

If you pull up on me know it could get physical

I'll make it difficult

Light 'em up that boy he gon' be fictional

Smoke him 2-3 times, his pack it look divisional

2% know he been floating, that shit typical

Broke the limit, now he looking like a criminal

I just started now I'm starving, I done barely ate

I ain't fat, but my pockets they be adding weight

Lil body knock you off, you's a featherweight

Diamonds hitting, different colors yeah they fluctuate

Never missing, I got range like I'm Golden State

My conditions, I got fans check the interest rate

Pole position, never switching, smoking all the opposition

I been riding with a smith n', got one mission, had to keep it straight

I been sending bro the files

Haven't seen him in a while

Know the south got him styled out

When he back we gon' wile out

You gon' need yourself a miracle

Water round my neck that shit so holy looking spiritual

I'm in my bag getting lyrical

All I need is 2% to pour some fucking cereal

You gon' need yourself a miracle

Try to knock off 2% but he's invincible

Ask your mama, ask your bitch he's irresistible

If you pull up on me know it could get physical

I'll make it difficult

Light 'em up that boy he gon' be fictional

Smoke him 2-3 times, his pack it look divisional

2% know he been floating, that shit typical

Broke the limit, now he looking like a criminal