Saturday Heat

Saturday, the block hot, skillet sizzle, crackle pop

Fiends chase the needle like a compass on a broken clock

Streetlights flicker, shadows dance in the concrete jungle

Cash bundles, knuckles bruised, another hustle fumble

I’m in the mix, stirring drama in a melting pot

Dreams of a palace, but my palace is a vacant lot

Ain’t no rest, we grind when the sun retreats

Wolves howl, the moon got the night on repeat

Saturday heat, where the nights don’t sleep

Every corner got a story, every block got beef

From dusk to dawn, it’s a cycle complete

Saturday heat, yeah, Saturday heat

Cracked sidewalks where the ghosts of the past creep

Tales of the grind etched in graffiti deep

Sweat on my brow, but the ice on my wrist

Drip so cold, it’s frostbite in a clenched fist

Saturday’s a beast, gotta tame it or feed

Either stack or starve, hunger turns to greed

Dirt on my kicks, but the vision stay clean

A chessboard mind, making pawns into kings

They scream, they shout, the block’s alive tonight

Neon dreams and broken schemes in the city lights

Spin the wheel, take a shot, let the dice decide

Saturday heat, where the strong survive