World Be Free - Krystal & Curtis

Only way to describe it was like
Shorty was ill in every sense of the word

I did this for Krystal Hill, she was really real
Went from stripping to pay the bills, to houses on the hills
We all knew that she was ill, still don't know how to feel
Definition of a trill, damn cancer kills
She opened up a shop, Kreme of The Krop
Screaming Fuck niggas get money like she from the block
Had a crush on you but I chose Edelmira
I was just wet behind the ears and too scared to tell you
My father was her teacher back in middle school
Her father was a preacher we both bending rules
Proud of the mother and the boss you evolved to
That's why anytime I shoot a movie I involved you
Put you on that flyer had them niggas wanting part two
You always supported me, just like I supported you
Cash App'd me said she need her jacket made
She passed away the same day that package came

That shit fucked me up
It's like, you took a piece of me with you no doubt
But you left a piece of you here in the same breath
We always gon' miss you Krystal

I wrote this shit here with a purpose
Before we lost Krystal, it was Curtis
Holding back tears as I write these verses
Pulled up on your mother soon as I heard it
Love my nigga dearly, that pill popping killed my guy
Name still respected whether Hilltop or Hillside
Trapper and a teacher, the life of a Gemini
Best of both worlds, same nigga with two different sides
And yea we had a fallout
But that don't negate the memories of when we would ball out
Or when them niggas ran down on me and then you called like we can go and break the law route
Regardless whatever we was brothers I don't at all doubt it
We built a movement together
Upstate Alumni that's cause shit forever
Listening to our collabs I feel like you would spit it better
Now I do this shit as if you in the booth with me on Geddes
Reminiscing how we brought them groupies out to Red Brick
I lay my verse then lay her, while you do the second
Memories I keep inside my heart and mind forever
Rest In Peace to King Curt, and Krystal was an empress

Krystal we gon' miss you
I did this for Krystal Hill she was really real
Holding back tears as I write these verses
Rest In Peace to King Curtis
Eternally

Written by:
Brian Freeland

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