Touch Down

By Smoove’L

On 4 Boy

Released on May 16, 2019

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[Intro]

I call it a bussdown

Fly like my birthday

She said that I'm drippy


[Chorus]

Runnin' 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 runnin' 'round in that Polar

We gon' kill all 'em opps on a Saturday

Told 'em, "Come our way," told them boys, "Andele"

I'm catchin' mood swings, fly like my birthday

She said she feel me, she said that I'm drippy


[Verse]

We was slidin' on bikes, there wasn't Forgiatos

I ain't takin' 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 makin' money, too busy on his phone scrollin'

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 livin' hard, but they don't know what that hard be

What you know about buildin' somethin' out that concrete

I might love the feelin' 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 goin'

'Cause once you start winnin', 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 stayin' outside, but we not gon' sit around

And I'm goin' out fly, they try to knock me down

Steady saucin' 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


[Chorus]

Runnin' 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 runnin' 'round in that Polar

We gon' kill all 'em opps on a Saturday

Told 'em, "Come our way," told them boys, "Andele"

I'm catchin' mood swings, fly like my birthday

She said she feel me, she said that I'm drippy