[Intro: Carla Laure]

[Chorus: Kenny Stokes]

Touchdown baby you made it on your own

Touchdown baby you made, no going home

Trust me baby you're famous on your own

Touchdown baby you're famous, no going home

[Verse 1: Kenny Stokes]

They said I dream too big

Said keep it in the lid

I'm loving this new life I made

I'm living like it's GTA

They kissing on my boots

Saying I just wanna be like you

These are the days when everything could always be simple

I won't be coming often

Not living down in Slauson

I kept my mind for all these years but I think I just lost it

Don't call my friends back no more

I'm sorry I'm on the road

[Chorus: Kenny Stokes]

Touchdown baby you made it on your own

Touchdown baby you made, no going home

Trust me baby you're famous on your own

Touchdown baby you're famous, no going home

[Verse 2: Kyle Traverse]

Two steps in the club all alone

Take a pic and you flash for the phones

Back then didn't listen to the folks

Now you're in the magazines with the quotes

And all these random kids scream your name

And now you're dripping with the money and the fame

In Hollywood where they pop champagne

Great big head on that 5'10" frame

You're like Forrest Gump and you run run

Wanna be a pop star you've become one

And everyone said you can't come up

So you're screaming fuck them till the sun's up

And all that gold's not worth its weight

Wait

They told you don't amount to shit

You know you gotta wait

Wait

[Bridge: Hunter Livsey]

What more could you want

All the money to fault

You could have it all

Why do you feel so small

[Chorus: Kenny Stokes]

Touchdown baby you made it on your own

Touchdown baby you made, no going home

Trust me baby you're famous on your own

Touchdown baby you're famous, no going home