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I talked to God on a Friday
Saturday morning was lit 
I like to fight on occasion 
Sometimes we boring as shit 
I went to hell for her hoping that

it ain't what it was
I'm making music
While y'all making noise
Working all week
Saturdays for the boys
Then come on Sunday
I stay with the fam
Only one

remember that shit
Saturday mornings were lit
Watching that ABC kids
Momma could finally rest 
Momma could hang with her kids
Do you remember that shit

your rent is due today
But I open up your story on a Saturday I see you poppin bottles of Rozzay
Me I Dey for house I want to save
Steady Saving for

Goodbye

Matt Caplan

Overtones

in wisdom
I'm endlessly in search of a sign that's believable
But oh Lord, save me from the fear
I'm blinded by its sight
But I'll find thee when it's

Blakkroot
Party no fit start if my vibe no dey
Turn up loud on a Saturday 
Tell the dj we no come to play
Blow the room till we mad today
Owo gan gan

round town, lot of pussies mad at me
But I ain't gotta fuck the give I ran out Saturday
Man, niggas told me let that bitch breathe
But, shit, it's a lot

I want to tell you all about my Saturday
But before I do, listen, I've just got to say
Sixty minutes make up every hour on the clock
And thirty

lookin' tasty
Fuck a 6 pack
We consume it by the case b
Natty light got some
Bad bitch got one 
NRA with the beer
Go and shotgun
Stoppin' at one shot's

ahead
I can sense some wack nigga just by lookin the shape of his head
Go ahead throw yo blows they barely reach me
Niggas talk shit but they scared

don't have a job by the time you're 30. 

I smoked pot. I carry, I smoke pot. Oh yeah. Now I don't. I take gummies to wind down because you see I'm amped

There Is No Escape

Jane

Close up and Real

2002

Sitting pretty on a Saturday afternoon
There were clouds in my mind there were birds in my heart
All of the pictures that hung in my room
And all

still look good in that tight dress

Why you wanna look sideways
You don't drive but Friday, Saturday, Sunday
Why you always on the highway
Don't smoke

paper that's yo bad yeah

Can I pick you up on Saturday
Baby why you mad today
I just got a bag today
(So why they say the know me)
So why won't you hold

plane steppin
No Blue Badge formed against me with a weapon
Shall stifle my people baby Jesus head was dreaded
Murder by the state, Pilate was the pilot

Ain't working from Sunday to Saturday
Let's go to a beach or go to the lake
Go by a boat or go by a plane
I'm just sayin
Oh, oh, oh
Girl ya got me like

in the wind
Life is like a music video and I'm in
It's a Saturday vibe yeah I'm living my life
Shawty baby girl broke a neck back twice
Aight... let me

directions, I'm split down the middle getting torn up
Blinded by the strobe lights, instagram filters and the forced love
How come the effort don't count but

Stop the clocks, it's amazing
You should see the way the
Light dances off your hair
A million colours of hazel, golden and red
Saturday morning is

at the state of the fucked up economy
But I'm blessed by God
Wake up sweat money take risk blud
U baby d bet pa me cuz den play me track na club
I turn her

You used to say every Saturday
That you didn't have time for me
'Cause they were for the boys, oh boy
Needed you to come by when my dog died

my eyes, she got me smiling
And the butterflies flying
I heard she was lying, don't indict me
Stand right by me, stand right by me
Yeah, the angels in

when you can see your breath to breathe
Supporting who that and them tigers you know what it be
Trail riding on a Saturday I'm stepping with the team
I'm

'can you stop by?' 
We might drop another bomb 
Make it long, 15 seconds in and it's another song 
For you all summer long 
Blastin' out your speakers