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Rocket Power (feat. CMC Jodie) Video (MV)






Troy Vincero - Rocket Power (feat. CMC Jodie) Lyrics




Got to the top from the bottom
Climb to the top I was grinding at the bottom
I'ma gon hit y'all boys wit the knowledge I'ma have y'all boys schooled like you finished college
I'ma gon make a big name for the father
I'ma be a good example for the little ones to follow
I stay well dressed so I pop my collar
And wit fashion I'm the best so don't even bother
My dream could be a ball or a shirt or flick or a house and a wife living good in the south
Got the fam in support down for me like a floor yes that's five that I count
Man wit a plan pure white no clan I'm ground like sand yes I know my route
Reason that I spit cause of Troy we got flames don't play games not a heist but this the clout

1234 prepare for the countdown
Had to bring it up but they let me down
Never been a square since I came around
Never bow out, we don't bow down
Yes we are riders and we on a mission
I say what I am so I clear the suspicion
If you do not feel me then play your position
My flow is so viscous they want me on ritalin

I did this for my brodie
Yelling shoutout to Jodie
Always do it for Momma
So she never gon' owe me
And I'm grateful to Pops
Everything that he showed me
CMC in the game
All we want is the trophies

I got a new message again
Gotta be there for the twins
I'm reeling em in
Bail em out Bailing em in
I'll let the envy depend on the energy spent

Fresh to death just like a mint
Sweet and the sour devour like sour patch kids
They watching the flick of the wrist
But I had to kick Belichick with the blitz

The Cruze is outside and it's sounding the best
Cause it's finally mine
I told y'all I was next
I'm the best and I'm humble, I'm beating my chest
Gotta come get the rest

And I won't miss on the rest
I won't allow her the flower especially red
Benjamins playing me dead
Wake em up, take em, deposits and counting the checks

What you gon do for respect
Count up the deads and offset when we coming for heads
Fergie a verse for the pledge
Flirties and birdies left Tiger Woods out of his head

But I couldn't blame him for this
Ignorance surely one day could be bliss
Wrote copacetic and filled with unleaded indebtedness coming for you and your Miss
I'm doubling down the list
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Got to the top from the bottom
Climb to the top I was grinding at the bottom
I'ma gon hit y'all boys wit the knowledge I'ma have y'all boys schooled like you finished college
I'ma gon make a big name for the father
I'ma be a good example for the little ones to follow
I stay well dressed so I pop my collar
And wit fashion I'm the best so don't even bother
My dream could be a ball or a shirt or flick or a house and a wife living good in the south
Got the fam in support down for me like a floor yes that's five that I count
Man wit a plan pure white no clan I'm ground like sand yes I know my route
Reason that I spit cause of Troy we got flames don't play games not a heist but this the clout

1234 prepare for the countdown
Had to bring it up but they let me down
Never been a square since I came around
Never bow out, we don't bow down
Yes we are riders and we on a mission
I say what I am so I clear the suspicion
If you do not feel me then play your position
My flow is so viscous they want me on ritalin

I did this for my brodie
Yelling shoutout to Jodie
Always do it for Momma
So she never gon' owe me
And I'm grateful to Pops
Everything that he showed me
CMC in the game
All we want is the trophies

I got a new message again
Gotta be there for the twins
I'm reeling em in
Bail em out Bailing em in
I'll let the envy depend on the energy spent

Fresh to death just like a mint
Sweet and the sour devour like sour patch kids
They watching the flick of the wrist
But I had to kick Belichick with the blitz

The Cruze is outside and it's sounding the best
Cause it's finally mine
I told y'all I was next
I'm the best and I'm humble, I'm beating my chest
Gotta come get the rest

And I won't miss on the rest
I won't allow her the flower especially red
Benjamins playing me dead
Wake em up, take em, deposits and counting the checks

What you gon do for respect
Count up the deads and offset when we coming for heads
Fergie a verse for the pledge
Flirties and birdies left Tiger Woods out of his head

But I couldn't blame him for this
Ignorance surely one day could be bliss
Wrote copacetic and filled with unleaded indebtedness coming for you and your Miss
I'm doubling down the list
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Writer: Jordan Briscoe, Kevin Briscoe Jr
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