That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain
It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/
Like a drug it induces the pain
Parking lot of the blue flame
Loves a drug so whats your prescription?
Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin
I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
I remember. yah, it was saturday
Not a drug dealer, a pharmaceutical vendor
This what it sound like if i sent my dad a letter
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
I remember,yah, it was saturday
Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due
"yo it's cool you're a drug dealer too"
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