Lyrics:
Woke up on a Saturday afternoon about two
With the hangover trying to cut my view
I've got the remedy, damn fool, last night was the bomb
Out with
Look, I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
You ever need me for any reason, let me know
I got your back, I would die and kill for you
Don't
We true, thus known, hard times would pass through
Somebody told you, might be fiction/
Learn for self on ya own, kill contradiction/
Mesmerized by
guru off me with a crack head down his
Niggas blitzed by crack heads, I crack heads with my voters
Tryin' to get that tuna colder so I can stack up them
We do walk-ups with them glocks out, we don't drive by
Ain't no killer less you, look that nigga in the eyes
Locked up, sittin' in that prison,
and it's hot
A day at the swap meet coppin' a fit
And the whip, get a shower and it's straight to the Strip
Yeah I cruise by passin' slow as molasses
All I
You wanted him right
Live it up on a Saturday night
She’s getting high, Blackin out
Just livin the life
Just livin the life right?
You just livin
shit
Banging them beats like guts hit the kill switch
Saturday night no kids in the crib shiiiiittt
Pop that pussy like you've never done before shiiit
issue what kills brain tissue
Scrollen reckless saturday night check list
Email my setlist why be sick with selfish
I'm allergic to shellfish barrels
need another Case
But she got the biscuit and she keep it By her waist
Saturday it’s that date night
Weekly we play fight
She suck me off think I taste
right
Let me get hit from the pipe
Get a lil' turnt
I'll be dancin all night hey
(hahaha)
(That was)
(But thats what happened last Saturday tho)
(That
he knew to phone you here at my house
I told him three times
I had to kill that bitch out of B&B
Told her, girl, to smoke her by the door
Said, we
Any new car or face could mean bloodshed
Which led to the other night, I'm in my girl's Bug, right
I'm bout to hit the block to see who's chillin'
that, Royce, where you at?
I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you
Lump on your head designed by a bar stool
Designed by
Like you glued onto silence
But due to all the violence I
Keep burners in the mix
Cause I'd be tried by twelve
Cons carried by six
If you followed all
I'm fully focused man, I got my head right
Sometimes I feel like a stranger
In my own mind
I'm not a follower, I make my own line
If it's my last night
heat nigga what's up now
Let off a hundred rounds guaranteed to shut your mouth
Some say we need to be locked up in penitentaries
I say kill off police
carpet, red bottoms
We came dressed to kill
On any given Saturday
I make 'Ness sign the deal
I was trying to explain
I'm so proud of your ways
You going in
music in the chamber
I'm God's gift, heard I was born in a manger
Danger! Cosmetic face rearrange you
Leave you slumped on the chessboard, found by
scope
I'm not tryin' to scare you
But there's a danger if you get too deep
Some nights I don't sleep
All you want to do is tell the truth
All you want
I cruise to my chevy shakin' these late nights
And soon a killah will thank me will come out again to take another life
I'm tired of hidin' form
It was hot, 100 in the shade
When Mary got a note from this guy named Gabe
She don't remember getting pregnant but, she did
And by all accounts she
This is my first time
I don't know which way to go
Healing wounds at night
With my sadness by the door
Love was my first try
And I've given it my
could solve em
My baby mama ull of drama
Tryin to scar me
But unlike my old sorry ass father I tried harder
My baby raised to hate her daddy
Her
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