Saturday - Cam Meekins

Saturday, dirty water

Green paper, gettin paid

Know what I mean

10 bitches in my room, all day

Don’t even got shit to say, what you mean?

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

(and we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

And we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin)

Just tryna free up my time

Tryna be more lowkey

I’m tryna drink less, and smoke more

But it’s all on me

Everyday I got 100 texts to read

I just need a couple secs to breathe

Thinking 'bout deleting my phone, and going on a spiritual retreat

Wake up everyday and make beats

Get stoned every night till i sleep

Everybody else tryna be cool

Fuck that I’m just tryna be me

Give a fuck about the music industry

Turning up like seven days a week

And I know its not viable to me

But shouts out Kyle on the beat

And I go like this, like that

Not once my motion stay flat

And it’s like before contact

Just tryna put myself on the map

Same crew since I started this shit, so you know I always got they back

So they know I always got they back

Woke up and she rolled me a joint

Peaceful and I’m tryna kick back, lets go

Saturday, dirty water

Green paper, gettin paid

Know what I mean

10 bitches in my room, all day

Don’t even got shit to say, what you mean?

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

(and we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

And we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin)

Yea, second verse little different than the first

Cause this shit real life right now

Hell yea I’m gonna make this shit happen

Because I can’t let anybody down

Six years I’ve been on this road

Man I put my whole life into this

I’m gonna die for the art that I create

I’m gonna get to the life I want to live

You just gotta take steps when you can

Got me feeling like the Gingerbread man

Cause the game tryna pull me apart, but I’m gonna come back strong like a man

Give a fuck if a label feels me

Imma spoke till this shit kills me

Always gonna be the real me

No company can conceal me

I just smoke some kush, that was flown in from the coast, yea

I just poured my cup, yea the liquor get me going, yea

Got the baddest chick and we bout to run the world, yea

Shoutout to my fans homie all around the world, yea

Y’all already know what it is man

And if you know me, it’s no coincidence

Put your hands up screamin what the fuck you think this is

Saturday, dirty water

Green paper, gettin paid

Know what I mean

10 bitches in my room, all day

Don’t even got shit to say, what you mean?

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

She’s bad and she knows it

And we rollin and we rollin

(and we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin

And we rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin, rollin)