Letter to Rodney

Letter to big cuz, letter to Rodney
I'm talking about my cousin, man
I'm talking about Rodney, nigga
I ain't talking about no other niggas, man

I'm talking about nigga
New Orleans East Rodney
Memphis Rodney, nigga

I remember making plays with my big cuz
Young nigga riding with him, hanging with the thugs
RIP Rodney, dawg, I miss you, I ain't letting up
When you died, I held it down, I ain't bitching up
I had to battle suicide, it was hard as fuck

Was off drugs, doing shit, I was fucking up
I'm 22, I'm still alive and I got souls on me
When you died, I went ham, I hit the road lonely
I feel like you, I'm chasing money and I got gold on me

Back in the day, we was tight, I was your little homie
I told my dad about some shit I thought I'd never speak on
If you was here, I would've told you, you would think I'm joking
But know, I'm crazy, I be tripping, yeah, I have my moments

But we relate, so you would know it and know I wasn't clowning
You had some hustle, I ain't never seen in no nigga
So I get that shit from you, so thank you cuz I got it
You was a second dad to me when I needed you most

We was alike, it was crazy cuz I saw me in you
They was judging you a lot, now they talk on me too
We done both seen some shit, a lot of shit we been through

I think about chu everyday, I'm really tryna make you proud
I'd do alotta shit, to hear you laugh and see you smile
I ain't like the way you died, Like why the fuck they gunned you down
I'd do life in prison, if I ever see them guys around
Murder on my mind since you left, it's in my eyes
Ima still **** ****, cuz he spoke on you, he gon die
Every dog gotta day, I know I'm goin, it's alright
Put a word in wit God fa me, jus make sure I got spot
Meanwhile, I'm trying to live, you know I'm clutching on my Glock
I'ma see you really soon and we can freestyle again
I'ma bring my PlayStation and get NCAA
Just like the old days, talk shit and just play

I was Robin, you was Batman, I was your protege
You know I'm trying and you see me, I just hope you proud of me
This shit get hard and you know it and these spirits follow me
I went up since you died and I'm chucking up the three

Yo lil cuz miss you, I know soon we gon' meet
Yo lil cuz miss you and you went out like a G
Yo lil cuz miss you, holla fuck the police
Yeah, yo lil cuz miss you, wish I told you how much you meant to me

Yeah, yo lil cuz miss you, wish I told you how much you meant to me
Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
I should've told you how much you meant to me
I should've told you how much you meant to me

Long live, long live my cousin
RIP Rodney nigga
PIP nigga, RIP
Long live you nigga, rest in peace nigga

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
When them bitches killed my cousin, that shit
created a fucking demon nigga

Ay
Came from Memphis, the funeral
Went to school Uptown, chilled, did my thang.

I'ma always say your name cuz
Long live Rodney nigga
I love you nigga
Pimp in paradise dawg

And fuck the police nigga
I love you big cuz
This shit forever, I'ma always speak your name nigga
And mention your shit

And holla dat!

Mikey!