"Letter To Big" lyrics

Yo, Big, what up baby
I just wanna talk to you brother. Let you know man
I got super love for you. You heard
Just a couple of bars that I wrote
I just wanted to let my presence be felt to you. You know
We love you my nigga. Believe that

Yo, Big. What's going on, good brother?
Baby Paw, I miss you. I wrote a dart to describe my issues
The rap game is getting too scarce
Besides in New York. The money game is getting too weird
But on another note you legend. A father with his brethren
A stepper. A Coogi sweater that's cost-effected
Gangsters from the Stuy. That's you
They thought we had a beef, kid. But I would never violate you
You from a part where I come from too
Just because we rhyme on a dime and had albums that blew
And that beef was a sucker beef. Friendly competition
But filled with crazy love underneath
You my nigga. Yo pardon me. But I'm 'a be a man about it
A roll up a big fat jar of weed and smoke for your legacy, Don
I shook your hand in Cali. We led bygones be bygones
This a song to a fallen hero. Make no mistakes O.G.
We goodfellas. Always Dinero. The movies that you made you slay'd
Rhymes was impeccable. Today you are late Marvin Gaye
Every time I shine I'm thinking we would've rocked together
One way or another we spank it. Anyway. I'm just here for the love purpose
When a thug surface can't nobody judge us. Fuck cursing
Casting out my love for real. You Don't out. Gangster'd up
Keep it real baby you the deal
Love your Momma. Love your seeds. This is me
Love Puff. Love Kim. Love Faith. Love D & Cease
I'm 'a be easy. I just needed to breathe
And let you know I feel you like the Ps
Appreciate your status my G. Peace Teflon
To me you the King of the streets. One