Touch Down

(album: 4 Boy - 2019)

I call it a bussdown
Fly like my birthday
She said that I'm drippy

Running through the field, I caught a touchdown
My heart so cold I call it a bussdown
She said I know her, but I do not know you
Just a boy running 'round in that Polar
We gon' kill all 'em opps on a Saturday
Told 'em, "Come our way," told them boys, "Andele"
I'm catching mood swings, fly like my birthday
She said she feel me, she said that I'm drippy

We was sliding on bikes, there wasn't Forgiatos
I ain't taking no pictures, they be wherever I go
Never prove your point to some nigga that's broke
Same level with niggas, I'm different so I tippy toe
I'm from the sky, though, young nigga been fly, though
If I got my heart broke, too strong just to cry, though
They wasn't my type, though, I ain't know my type, though
I was insane, all I learned was just to be on go
Pocket rocket, don't wanna bust when we roll in
He ain't making money, too busy on his phone scrolling
Worried 'bout that Instagram, but they never noticed
Them likes ain't gon' get you paid, I hope that you know this, that's real shit
Say they living hard, but they don't know what that hard be
What you know about building something out that concrete
I might love the feeling when them bitches steady on me
But if it ain't around me them bitches won't see me
I advise you, chase your dream and get going
'Cause once you start winning, I guarantee that they want you gone
You know what you capable of, don't need to prove 'em wrong
Once they see you at the top they'll notice you strong
We gon' go in 'til we can't no more
We gon' run a scrimmage, no lay up, just shots, we ball
We gon' run the field again when we get in, boy
Catch a tackle if we see you by that corner store
Police didn't catch us, we back to the block, we call it a touchdown
And we staying outside, but we not gon' sit around
And I'm going out fly, they try to knock me down
Steady saucing on 'em, that's why they all hate me now
I was born with it, homie, I was cocky with it
They was tryna take my pride, but I was too rocky with it
Shout out to my day ones, the ones who known I been different
Promise that I'll preach to the streets, just sit back and listen

Running through the field, I caught a touchdown
My heart so cold I call it a bussdown
She said I know her, but I do not know you
Just a boy running 'round in that Polar
We gon' kill all 'em opps on a Saturday
Told 'em, "Come our way," told them boys, "Andele"
I'm catching mood swings, fly like my birthday
She said she feel me, she said that I'm drippy