Kid Curry - Origins
Hold up, bitch, get ya face up out the gutter, yeahCut my check up like some butter, yeah
Spending all ya time sleeping, aye (Bom bom bom bom)
I'm getting rich with my brothers, aye
I'm getting rich with my homies, uh
You capping that is baloney (That's cap)
Actin like yo ass is one of us
Somebody get you a Tony, aye
Smith and Wesson in my pocket
Samsung and my wallet (POW)
If I give you these digits
Please, bitch do not call em (Nah)
I ain't got time for ya stalling
Shoot like Durant I be ballin (I be ballin, hoe)
A lot of you bitches be crazy
See a bitch I know she wildin'
Hold up
Lemme go tell you the story of how I became this
I was joking around with my homie inside of the crib you could say I was aimless
Wasn't really much to it, put on a beat and I started to spit it was lame shit
Then I started to flow, next thing you know all the lyrics they kinda just came in
Thinking hard about all of this shit, yeah, think I developed a hate list
Do I sound like a bitch? Yeah, sorry, there ain't no good way to phrase it
But I had this conviction, all this frustration, needed to let out my hatred
So I started the diss tracks, I got my homie
And I knew that we was gon' make it… yeah
Step number one, we pick out a kid
Might be an asshole might be a snitch
Two, we think of a song that would hit
Download the beat, we coppin' that shit
Three, brainstorm what we gon' say
So many reasons a mufucka gay
Four, we hop on the track and we stay
Voice memos, from the first fucking day
Five, then we shooting us a movie (Yeah)
I might be drinking a smoothie (Drank)
We might fly out to the beach now
Or we might go hop in a two seat (Let's go)
Six, save the vid go to rest
Then we be upping all these checks (Cash)
But the work ain't even done, yeah
Still gotta finish who next (Grrr pa!)
Track after track, I started to realize that I had some actual talent (Okay)
I could flow on the beat with some energy, damn, it felt like I could move a mountain
Too many rappers today cannot stay with the beat and they energy lacking (Ass)
So I thought of the future, maybe I'd make it one day and get green like it's salad
Somebody named me Kid Curry, so I took it as a sign
Felt like a criminal making the diss tracks, so they started to decline
I wanted to make my own melodies, and actually create some lines
Been stealing the beats for too long, I knew it was time I used mine
10th grade was kinda special
Came out with Never Settle (Yeah)
Shoutout to Retnik Beats
They put me on another level (They did)
The track was topping the charts
It had them sales overflowing
I got hella support from my classmates
Knew I had to keep it going
Took me a minute to get my style, I had to find out what worked
I had to think so deep for the lyrics, went to the core of the Earth
Made a good song, but nobody played it, I had to deal with the hurt
That's when I learned, that this shit a journey, whether for better or worse
Written by:
Arin Kumar
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