Big K.R.I.T. - I Just Touched Down lyrics

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Big K.R.I.T. - I Just Touched Down lyrics

[Intro:] Hey lets get it n***a It's all my street n***a, man this sh** so soulful n***a I feel (?) some sh** like this, yea I know it's the mixtape and all n***a But they gotta keep it real (?) know what I'm saying? (?) [Hook:] I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down (touched down) Aye what it is shawty (yeah) I'm going places shawty I just touched down Just-just j-just-just j-just down I just-just j-just-just j-just... [Verse 1:] I just touched down in my city on chrome Working wood wheel from a yella gettin' dome Gators on my toes, love how I'm livin' Aye tell me what I'm doing if I ain't f**in' pimpin' I had some major setbacks but I'm still grindin' Haters love to see me down but I'm still shinin' Motivate the real and the trill to get this dough I gotta little hustle plus I'm good with my flow Push it to the max when I steer into a b**h I tell her get this money, have no love for a trick It's all about the (?) girl, you gotta be a beast (?) And can't no ho around my city escape my mouthpiece I'm something like Golden, call me a mack I put up on the track and they bring it right back Cause pimpin' is my child (?) for miles Still block a (?) I'm a whole professional (?) [Hook:] [Verse 2:] I just got paid, working on a slab When y'all was watching cartoons I was peeping Shafts I'm only 18, but I'm feeled by the grown folk Hit that Bobby Brown but my rapping sh** is strong though Put it in your face, every bar and every line Feeling cash like Ray (?), I'm a pimp in my mind King in my rhyme f** you think different? They call me Saint Nick cause my flow so gifted I'm still hollin' greater (?) later to my n***as locked up All them OGs, and soldier (?) f**in' blocks up What's the damn deal? Holla at a playa I hate a b**h, (?) keep walking if it ain't about paper I'm trill in my field, down like 4 flat (?) Tires on cutthroat, S-S-R Cadillac Might have (?) on the syrup I've been sippin' (?) came out my momma's womb breathing life into this pimpin' [Hook:]

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