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[Intro&Chorus: 50 Cent] God gave me stylllle, God gave me grace - God give me style, God give me grace God put a smilllle, on my face - Ha ha, God put this smile on my face God make me shiiiine, like the sun - God make me shine like the sun Sometimes I feeeeel, like I'm the one - Sometimes I feel like I'm the one [Break] It ain't my fault, I just reach for style I'm hot, I breaks it down It ain't my fault, you can't break it down The way I break it down [50 Cent] Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly But you can't convince me the Lord don't love me When my CD's drop, they sell the best You call it luck, why can't it just be I'm blessed I'm a track star runnin through life chasin my dreams Best deal I made was tradin the mic for that triple beam I zone off thinkin is there really heaven or hell If so what happens to a changed man that dies in a cell? I need no answers to these questions, cause time will tell Got a date with destiny, she's more than a girl Don't much good come from me, but my music It's a gift given from God, so I'ma use it - yeah [Chorus] + [Break] [50 Cent] Some days I'm in the crowd, all by myself Bunch of niggaz around, I'm still by myself I drift off on a cloud, by myself Thinkin 'bout nothin more, than life - what else? These days it's hard to tell who really cares for me So when you 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 you'll be okay A O'G told me God's favorites have a hard time You're out the hood, that's good, now stay on the grind I'm a sponge, knowledge and wisdom I ab-sorb fast I'm in a class by myself, you do the math [Chorus] [50 Cent] It ain't my fault, yeah Shoutout to Reverand Floyd Flake It ain't my fault, Creflo Dollar, CD Jake Ms. Chevetti Allah, is here shorty, ha ha Wooo! Feels good Oh yeah, can't forget Bishop Moore Cause my mama kill me, ha ha