Touchdown

By Papi JD

On I’m Back

Released on April 1, 2022

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I took risk

I was making plays back when cars

Took the disc

I wasn't in the streets

I was in and out the mix

It was running hard

I just had to hop the fence

Had to watch out from the soakers

I prayed to god I ain't get drenched

My Nigga caught a body

Free the real he got pinched

I did a couple rounds with the

Choppa it's gone hit

Make sure you got protection

Please Watch out for the blitz

And if he got a problem

Pull up and blow that shit

Smoking on a pack

My cousin had dropped that shit

Naked bitches in the set

Cuz I think I popped that bitch

On a whole notha level like peezy

I'm ghetto rich

Went from working at Tim Hortons

To signing bitches tits

Every timе I leave the Stu'

Feel likе I made a hit

Here and there back and forth

All different typa fits

Had to garnish my old ways

Cuz really it wasn't it

Had to Blow on the reefah

To make sure that it hit

All round the hood my name

It's ringing bitch

He got mad that his hoe

She was banging my shit

Couple niggas tapped in

Yea for features and shit

They ain't wanna pay the price

Told them they can suck a dick

Really by my fucking self

Just my family and my bitch

Couple people that I knew

Disloyal than a bitch

How you rob a nigga with me

Get caught and then you snitched

How the fuck you my homie

Where they fuck was you at bitch

Haters wanna see me fail

To bad I got F&Ns

I gotta couples losses on me

That's why I steady win

I'll blow a nigga body

Leave His soul was in the wind

Counted up a hunnit k nigga

I think In all tens

Every time I hit the streets

Every corner that I bend

I look left i look right nigga

Then I drive again

Babygirl she be mad

Like really it's not pretend

How ima live my life

I Dunno how it's gonna end

Sat down for 3 days!

I ain't going again

When I'm up gone get security

Take trips to Pakistan

Black forces on my feet

Today I'm grimey damn

I'll take a nigga shit

They like JD you a ham

High nigga

I just touched a star

I ain't future no Pluto

Nigga I'm on Mars

Couple choices to make

Like what kinda car

Couple shawtys' with me

The white one popped a bar

They say how long you going

Man I'm going far

Wanna be old and rich one day

Blowing a fat cigar

In the kitchen on the stove

I still got the scar

Man these niggas super sweet

They at hookah bar