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Grade Pocket Rocket

part 1: have i failed have i become unworthy what's this unwarranted distrust in my abilities have i failed stretch in progression, kill the thirst

part 1: have i failed have i become unworthy what's this unwarranted distrust in my abilities have i failed stretch in progression, kill the thirst for

hypes I was seeing more doe than I ever seen in my life I was rocking up eightballs and knowing the shake Kept a thousand in my pocket, twenty more in

Hoes let me kick a little somethin I can put the ho back in hotel, write, win a Nobel, run wit the cartel, Rock? Well I rock well, slam like a Montel,

in yo spot Confiscated yo block And he didn't get shot You'za hoe nigga And I remember you, do you remember me? Eighth grade leavin' school Rockin' up

I'll take you up in the air I'll take you out again [Junior Reid] Did you ever try making love to your girl in the sky Champagne fly, high grade, so

corner) Got a bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans 'cause my knots don't fit No one on the corner got a pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans 'cause

corner) Got a bop like this Can't wear skinny jeans 'cause my knots don't fit No one on the corner got a pocket like this So I rock Roc jeans 'cause

me beat it like a band I never had to rob, I never had a job They wouldn't hire me 'cause I was lookin' like a slob At school I was a fool, my grades