| (feat. A.G., Lord Finesse, O.C.) | |
| [O.C.] | |
| Yeah, umm | |
| This ain't a tribute, you still here, word up | |
| You still here, Corleone | |
| [Chorus: Woman singing] | |
| I know you can hear me cuz I'm still feelin you, oooh | |
| (Feelin you baby) | |
| I know that you can hear me cuz I'm still feelin yoooou, yeah | |
| [O.C.] | |
| Yeah yo | |
| If I recall it was Valentine's Day | |
| Me and the misses gettin ready for a night on the town to parlay | |
| The phone ring, I check the caller ID | |
| Seen your phone number, damn I shoulda answered it | |
| If I had the slighest idea that was gonna be our last convo, | |
| I woulda picked up yo | |
| Please accept my apology, I know you're listenin | |
| It ain't a day that go by without the crew sayin we miss him | |
| February 15th, you was judged by the most high | |
| I was really mad at God | |
| You had big plans, you was about to be the man and I'm | |
| Proud to death that you a part of the fam | |
| It be a privilege you associated wit us | |
| I hope you in a good place where life is love | |
| P.S. keep lookin over us, paw | |
| Wherever ya at, wherever ya are, love ya ********* | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [A.G.] | |
| Now what's the deal, dog | |
| The tune really got me zonin | |
| So I can't build long cuz it feel wrong | |
| So I dedicate this to make this right | |
| Rep you to death so it's Flamboyant for life | |
| Missin you, wi*********n you were here back wit us | |
| On this track wit us, but the facts are rough | |
| Woulda loved to see you hit it off, that platinum stuff | |
| But my dog was layed to rest when the gat was bust | |
| You was the man in San Fran, headline in Amsterdam | |
| I even seen you put it on in Japan | |
| They had to barricade your wake cuz we came in packs | |
| To see L, Coogi and specks, wit the hat to match | |
| And that was *********, and if he woulda woke and spoke | |
| I bet my next royalty check he woulda cracked a joke | |
| 1-3-9 live *********, the hood die young | |
| They say the good die young, Harlem fly ********* | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [Lord Finesse] | |
| I know you hear us, L | |
| I don't know how much can be taken by one man | |
| Lost you and my grandmother in a five-month span | |
| Thought we'd both live to see the golden years | |
| Drinkin beer on the sidewalk in foldin chairs | |
| If we couldn't spit rap, we'd live quite fat | |
| Playin chess in the park, you know *********t like that | |
| When we first met, down at Rock and Will's | |
| Knew it wasn't gon' be a problem to cop you a deal | |
| Used to come through the block just to stop and build | |
| It was all just a dream but *********t got for real | |
| When you signed your first deal, you went the slow route | |
| You was a bad *********er kid, no doubt | |
| You had the plan and all, standin tall | |
| We stay breakin night at the gamblin hall | |
| You know our steelo, we turn street corners into casinos | |
| Blackjack to C-lo's, Spades to Pokino | |
| We stack notes, played around, cracked jokes | |
| Now you a livin legend of rap quotes | |
| No doubt, you left a lastin impression | |
| That's why I'm not too fond of people askin me questions | |
| Your memories'll be hauntin to mines | |
| Or cats out there who didn't want you to *********ne | |
| They ain't know but I knew and you'll forever be | |
| Big L Corleone, Mister MVP, feel me? | |
| [Chorus x2] |
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