Saturday night, you call me when you're drunk Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul She made the cut, shawty is a pro Never any love, you do it for the show I'm bouta hit the road, the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road She do it for the show I didn't even know Sunday night Hit the lights I'm coming, sorry for the wait I popped a tab and then my life turned to a maze You just need to feel the pain Then maybe you'd be amazed How in a blink it goes away Then you'll see that I'm not crazy Maybe you'll see, maybe Nothing never faze me I was clean a long, long, long, long time ago They fall one by one Like a motherfucking domino They tell you what to do like it is Simon says Get this money chase it She wants the diamonds Rollies, Rollies, Rollies, Rollies I do not have time for this Why do you come for me? I know you don't wanna see Some things it's just hard to believe Until you breathe, soak it in Let it drip, smell the trees Pour it up, don't ever leave me alone with the piece I might just pull, I might just cease to exist, like I'm Steez Rest in peace, can you feel the fucking beat, beat, beat? We ain't looking for the peace, peace, peace I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean I stick the finger to the dean, dean, dean I do not care bout what you think, think, think Sunday night, you call me when you're drunk Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul She made the cut, shawty is a pro Never any love, you do it for the show I'm bouta hit the road, hit the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road, (ooh) Sunday night With the squad going hard in this bitch We ain't never gone call it for quits Stand tall, never fall, never slip Get a grip, count it up, make it flip And then ball in this bitch I just feel like I deserve Everything that I earn Even when it's a loss It's something for me to learn Story to tell, reason to toast I've been through hell, swear it's the most Now I'm just feeling like I'm winning All in the cameras I be grinning Young nigga chilling like a villain Stack it until it hit the ceiling Then get a crib with bigger rooms And find another way to fill in That's just the life, that's just the way that we living Challenge the way of the system She trying balance the taste of the liquor She know that we'll never be us again She know I'm focused on me as a man I'll never change, I'm still the same And that's just something you can never manage I know you hate how you ain't do no damage on me, yeah, yeah Don't have no time to have you all up on my mind, yeah You always looking and I know I'm hard to find, yeah You know I meant it when I said this shit is mine, yeah Nothing to lose, I got this all up on the line Saturday night, you call me when you're drunk Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul She made the cut, shawty is a pro Never any love, you do it for the show I'm bouta hit the road, the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road I'm bouta hit the road, the road She do it for the show, I didn't even know Sunday night, you call me when you're drunk Don't even try, you'll never touch my soul She made the cut, shawty is a pro Never any love, you do it for the show Oh, Sunday night