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[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one
It ainīt my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, Iīm hot I breaks it down
It ainīt my fault, you canīt break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you canīt convince me the Lord donīt love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why canīt it just be Iīm blessed
Iīm a trackstar, runninī through life, chasinī my dream
?? I may even trade in a mic in for a triple beam
I zone off thinkinī is there really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
Got a date with destiny, sheīs more than a girl
Donīt much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so Iīma use it (Yeaaah!)
[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one
It ainīt my fault
[Bridge]
I just reach for style, Iīm hot I breaks it down
It ainīt my fault, you canīt break it down the way I break it down
[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Some days, Iīm in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around Iīm still by myself
Iīm drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkinī bout nothinī more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me
I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day
If times are hard, when you hear it, know youīll be okay
A O.G. told me Godīs favorites have a hard time
You out the hood, thatīs good now stay on the grind
Iīm a spunge, knowledge and wisdom, my ?? off fast
Iīm in a class by myself, you do the math
[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one
Sometimes I feel like Iīm the one |
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