Rylo Rodriguez
Letter To NoCap
[Intro]
Al Geno on the track

[Verse: Rylo Rodriguez]
You know we built this shit, ground up, together (Oh, woah, woah, woah)
Lost in this rap shit, though they found us together (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Finally made it, yeah I know our mommas proud of us (She proud of us)
In my feelings even though this money piling up (Money piling up)
In and out of jail cells, I know he getting tired of cuffs (He tired of cuffs)
Studios at eight in the morning, on codeine, tired as fuck (Tired as hell)
I remember everybody was sleep, I was doing my lines
I dropped some bars and let you come after mines (Come write with me)
Got your back, you got my back, let's swap out our spines (Swap out our lines)
And I'm my brothers keeper, we can't go to Nino (Nino Brown)
My gang yo' gang, a hunnid shots at Geno-- house (Shoot it out)
Drop Rogerville, you know we turnt the whole city up (Whole city up)
Rylo and Cap even if I go and put my fitted up (I put my fitted up)
I like to sang, heard about your cousin, they burnt Coe up (Yeah)
I hate fire too, they burnt my n***a Mo up (Shemar)
But them my brothers, so for them, we had to blow up (That's a bar)
Whole 'nother style, had rappers tryna switch they flow up
Grabbed the ladder, I ain't tell 'em follow me, I told 'em "Go up"
Coming right behind you...
Leave the door open, don't close it, how they did us
They lying...
You my brother, everybody should lose they job if they with me...
I just pray you start firing
Cousin Fred died, know life's a gamble
My n***a Bill died while he was shooting dice (He was shooting craps)
Carlos my brother too, I can't believe he left us
That showed me it don't even matter if you do right
You in the cell with my brother Duke right now, y'all doing time (Free the bros)
[?] just like it's mine (Like it mine)
Locked in, I tell you that I love you sixteen-hundred times (1600 times)
I miss you and I know you missing me, Cap
[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
Man, I miss my dawgs, many nights club poppin
Many nights we were blowin trees, many nights we were hustling
Man I miss my dawgs, me and you through thick and thin
Me and you through the very end, for only you I'll sin again
Man, I miss my dawgs, many nights club poppin
Many nights we were blowin trees, many nights we were hustling
Man I miss my dawgs, me and you through thick and thin
Me and you through the very end, for only you I'll sin again
Man, I miss you dawg

[Outro: Lil Wayne- "I Miss My Dawgs"]
And I remember when you came to the clique
I had already made my name in the clique
But you got famous and shit
I got my soulja rag and dangled my shit
I was honored just to hang wit you, shit
And I banged to the boogie-bang-bang with ya clique
And I ain't even from the 3, my hood was angry at me, shit