Lyrics Ransom 32 - K. Curry

I'm a nice dude with some nice jeans
First baby shoes were some Nikes
Half Filipino like Saweetie flow icy
Wrote my best songs cause of my wifey
Boo'd up like Ella Mai in the Tac we don't play
In the deuce nickel trey where the haters all prey
Praying on my downfall when I believe in Karma
I'm a young Avenger out here eating shawarma
Tryna rock sold out shows across the nation
Look back at my life and look at all that I created
Tryna be patient cause you get what you put in
Man if you ain't on your grind then what are you doin
Yeah I keep it moving only for my people
Tryna make it to the top and reach the steeple
Make a big move just like Max Keeble
They choosing to hate cause they all feeble
Like you really gon hate me for following my dreams
Ima rise like the RZA tryna get that cream
Been rapping since 15 and never looked back
Said I couldn't rap now they ain't talkin smack
Always on the track with my city on my back
Haters playing qb and I'm going for the sack
Like Clowney I do it for my towny
These rappers all washed out here like Downy
I ain't dying after snappin like Downey
Use the time stone to stay alive like you found me
Go ahead and doubt me I'm in my own league
Not a backup point guard just like Jeff Teague
I'm Steph Curry's cousin you gotta respect me
Not really related but we got a quick release
Dej Loaf said you can try me
And in the 253 is where you can find me find me yeah