Touchdown 3

Ayooo
Aye Bam
What you saying bro
I done tell ya already, y'know
You're a genius bro
I done tell ya already
Aye
I appreciate that
And I receive that
Twin Colors ugh
I see the colors so I believe them you know what I'm saying?
You'll get that later

My brother John ain't Caesar but betrayed by a Brutus
Bam ain't Jesús but betrayed by a Judas
the only difference is the killer actin then shooting
I felt his soul leave then the favor started choosing
Tidal when it hits like a banger when it's queueing
never gonna my mind slip into confusion again
Niggas always needing help when they start losing
But plotting on they friends, that's why I don't like moving with friends
I forward more calls than emails, aye
We don't need to get all into details
Grinding all my life I ain't let it derail, aye
I'm just tryna live my dream it ain't on retail
But still watch a nigga prevail
Suites and I ain't talkin bout Gmail
Ain't got it all but I lack nothing
All i see reruns niggas back running
Look, i prolly went and spent a couple racks clubbing
I re-up and then I'm eager to go back public
All these years been wasted cause i lacked substance
Now I sign my name on papers like i taxed something
It happens to me when i slack on something
Delayed and then go acting like I'm held back or lost my track or something
Or like I'm whack or something
Just know I'm back on something
Y'all niggas lack abundance
That's why i wax them numbers
I been Bam since a kid boy
I ain't even make the name and I'm legit boy
Shoutout to Bertha Cliff boy
Shoutout to the fact I'm placing at the tip top of the list boy
I been flame but y'all tryna keep it lit boy
Everything i do slap and I ain't hitboy
I enjoy when the invoice come through
I send it when they want me to open up Pro Tools
See these niggas picked the wrong one
My whole life i been the strong one
And once i finally have done it all, then that's when it's going to be all done
You see the genius and I'm called one
Look
Why these niggas playin stupid
Dummy's
Acting like they ain't know who the truth is
Lying on they plays and i ain't talkin bout the music
I scream with Flava, they tryna see what the scoop is
Like
Dirty women
Pretty but unattended
Used to give them attention
Now I'm just on a mission
Its Touchdown in Anguilla, when I visit
God with me when i fly like i fly spirit
I do the illest shit ever and that's my sickness
My partner going to ball w me like he Scott Pippen
It's Touchdown but it's my edition
Listen
Don't give a fuck unless it's my riches
If she wit me she the baddest of them all
FaceTiming my girl feelin happy that I called
Pulled up to my crib and I didn't cap at all
Now she rooting for the kid and has gladly been involved
I really miss my innocence I'm sadly feelin off
Thought of life coaching but I badly wanna ball
Deals falling through and I'm just mad about the fall
Now time to climb again with no ladder just the wall
Touchdown

Bam Keith on the beat
I got to real one for ya
An island ting



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Writer(s): Brandon Thomas
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