Kristy's Outro

I'm a pimp see Flossing and bossing just like a pimp be Self aware like a motherfucker, shawty you can't simp me I'm simply, stacking green so I won't go empty Been doing my own pedicures, savings been looking tempting I been thunder, so bitches wonder how I done came up Hit the trenches just get this fire up out my chamber See my city going through changes every time I be home Tryna keep connects and ties strong since I been gone Brought up on the block of the greatest, and I'm the latest I'm a west end blessing and ain't shit changing I get shit banging, yeah Kristy would be proud of me, wish she could see the result of my upbringing Coming out of Tony's with Grippos and a Tahitian bitch My granny too dawg, wish she could see this shit Would tell me I'm too big for my britches, but would still feed me shit Would talk about my nails and my clothes and how they don't even fit Send me money when I was pressed for them dollars Reciting Crunchy Black on popping my collar Witnessing them ballers stuntin' in them Impalas Who woulda thought Shante would grow up to be a fucking problem Me, talk about the shit you don't see Liquor stores line the road of the side of town where I be Dollar trees be a sign of borderline poverty Bandos, hella run down stores and properties Gentrifying broadway, yeah ain't no stopping these White folks tearing down Beacher, came up off of them bleachers Got in good with my teachers and started writing some of that poetry Backseat of that Honda listening to Heather and Floetry Niggas know it's me No KFC, we fuck with Indi's here Saying hurr, curr, bitch I durr you all up in up in your ear West End got these folks filled with fear But they don't even know the type of folks that live over here Bitch I come from Greenwood and Cecil, getting bussed out to Shively Everything was cool long as I had my niggas beside me And the folks on Muhammed Ali B-L-V-D There ain't a motherfucking thing you ever could say to me Like uhh I got it like that, I'm from the L-O-U 502, carry that shit on my back My brother got it tatted so these niggas won't ever forget Next time you speak about my city show some fucking respect, bitch You heard me say "uhh" I got it like- man This is the closest I could get man Rip Kristy, RIP my granny, RIP MS. Sandy Going home ain't never been the same since 2013 Shoutout to Shawnee summer camp Shoutout to that fine ass counselor who had with them gold fangs, I hope he doing aiight Shoutout Flamin' Hots and Tahitians from Tony's Shoutout to the Derby Shoutout to the Dirt Bowl Shoutout to Chickasaw Park Shoutout to them bus drivers cussing our mommas out when we missed our stops Shoutout to elementary school breakfast, I heard that shit don't hit the same Shoutout to y'all combining y'all baby daddy's names with y'all names to make y'all baby's names Shoutout to Broadway Shoutout to Newburg Shoutout to Shively Shoutout to all the girls around the city on this rap shit Shoutout to Indi's Chicken, RIP Jacks Shoutout to everybody that came up from Ms. Sandy's And shoutout to the West End, the motherfucking best end bitch