Corner Pocket (Gratitude) Lyrics

Yeah, shout out Big Sleeze Corner Pocket

I remember back in the old days

Rollin with Big Sleeze

Yeah, my cousin

He was grinding hard

He was real deep in these streets

Had the yellow lac back then

And he kept that bitch clean

We was riding through Warrensville

We was riding' through E.C

We was riding through Maple Heights

Hitting licks out in Shaker Heights

I was riding' that passenger

Sorta like I'm a intern

You was still on some local shit

We was riding out of Twinsburg

He was first with the Purple Haze

He was first with the Sour Deez

Niggas gotta get they flowers now

Gotta give it to him before they leave

I remember all them Cleveland nights

Never thought that I was gonna leave

Stupid nigga, go and read a book

You can be what you wanna be

But you'd rather nigga give it to you

Mad at me because it wasn't in you

Niggas stop this shit and I'll continue

Didn't want it when I tried to bring you

Then got mad because I didn't need you

Then got mad because I didn't feed you

Always high, and it's not illegal

I don't follow nigga, I'm a leader

Fucking bitches like I'm Justin Bieber

Teremana it's a margarita

Foreign bitch, that's a senorita

Fuck a fifth nigga, this a leader

She invest nigga, she a keeper

Fuck her good and then I leave her

Everybody gotta play the rules

Everybody gotta live they life

Know a couple niggas dead and gone

Bet they wish that they can do it twice

But this shit is only one time

Steady tryin' to go and live mine

I don't think that they can do it though

I don't think that they can feel my shoes

I done fucked a bitch and kicked her out

And never called again because her attitude

I done did shit for everybody

Niggas better start showing gratitude

Start paying' homage

To the real niggas

Who started this East Cleveland shit

Shoutout Big Sleeze Shoutout Slink D

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Niggas better start showing gratitude