Touchdown

I could feel my heart beat, beat
Can feel it in my soul
This thing it runs deep, deep, deep
And I can't take this slow
Play the field
You play the field
Then you come running back
Pass this up
Can't pass you up
Can't rush and take you back

They're telling me that they made me
A little local buzz and a few k on insta
and they take it too serious
These my first two songs
I'm not no celebrity
This life not mysterious
Everything open
The things that I flow
They're all real, and they're true
And they're golden and valid
And I'm not no Khalid
Don't fucking compare me
This is the truth to me
Music nowadays old news to me
Music industry, it's just industry
This is fake art
And you can't fool me
This is fake art and you can't fool me
This is not music and you can't fool me

I could feel my heart beat, beat
Can feel it in my soul
This thing, it runs deep, deep, deep
And I can't take this slow
Play the field, you play the field
Then you come running back
Pass this up
Can't pass you up
Can't rush and take you back

These not no try-to-get-famous raps
Everything new and it's true and it's
open and valid
I do it to do it
It's Music for Music's sake
I do it to prove it
It's talent
I have this
And trust I attack this
And everything open and golden and valid
I fuck a bad bitch, don't rap about a bad bitch
I fuck a bad bitch
don't brag bout a bad bitch
Cause my raps stay savage
And these not for TikTok
My flows they're not average
And nobody has this
My C-sharps, they savage
And everything new and it's true and it's
open and valid
I'm new, I'm a freshman
But mastery real and takes practice

If ever you need me
Call me or snap me
You know you got me
You know you got me
And I'll pull up easy
And I'll pull up sneaky
Whenever you need me
If ever you need me

I could feel my heart beat, beat
Can feel it in my soul
This thing it runs deep, deep, deep
And I can't take this slow
Play the field, you play the field
Then you come running back
Pass this up, can't pass you up
Can't rush and take you back
I can't fumble the bag