Curry Grind'

Pull up for the three Steph curry, caint stop me Why they tryin to get to me Why they tryin to stop me Chris Paul between the lane Ou ya lookin like Tim Hardaway oh no oh no I'm the one to blame I've been on the grind You bout take this L, triple L, triple L 3 time champ About to go for the 4th Eyes shut, Brights up Pulling up for 30 Half court shot I Ain't even lucky Got God is in my side Watching me every single day daily Ya I'm on a new wave new vibe Talking about that real shit oookayyy I've been grinding Grindin grindin grindin Never play with my food Grindin grindin grindin I'm the realest nigga ever told And I'm feeling like curry And I never got no worries Y'all betta hurry Feelin like curry Curry Cook curry Y'all better hurry Put ya hand up Don't shoot close out About to pull up Kevin Hart Truck about to pop Destined to be great They stay trying to foul me Tried to stop me Go around that and-1 Getting okii Get up out my way Feelin like Lebron james I know i can't be stop So i staying juggin on em Juggin on em Then i Hit em with that shoulder lean Shoulder lean Father son Holy Spirit Thank you for taking this shot Ima shoot up everything With my glock, curry They all wanna shoot ya down They don't wanna pick you up They never wanna lift you So everybody talking about they got guns They got money, got girls, got drugs What is that When all that falls down Yeen gunna have nobody else And i feeling like curry And I never got no worries Y'all betta hurry Feelin like curry Curry Cook cook curry Cook cook curry Cook cook curry Cook cook curry Curry