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Lyrics
[Verse]
Sun ain't even up but I'm on my grind
Clock ticking loud it's a cruel design
Dreams on hold for this 9-to-5 chain
Stacking paper but it’s driving me insane
[Chorus]
Saturday's a thief taking time from me
Chains on my soul but I need the fee
Work boots stomping to the rhythm of despair
Living for the week but the week ain’t fair
[Verse 2]
Boss man barking orders like I care
Sweat on my brow while he's in a leather chair
Break room’s empty just a bitter cup of tea
Freedom feels so far it’s a ghost to me
[Bridge]
Machines hum louder than my inner peace
Every tick of the clock feels like a tease
Dreaming of the day I can break these chains
But the rent don’t care about my weekend pains
[Chorus]
Saturday's a thief taking time from me
Chains on my soul but I need the fee
Work boots stomping to the rhythm of despair
Living for the week but the week ain’t fair
[Verse 3]
Streetlights flicker when the shift is done
Worn-out sneakers chasing the setting sun
Pocket change jingles like a mocking song
But I’ll clock in again 'cause the struggle’s strong
Details
GeneratedJul 5, 2025
Duration3:08
LanguageEnglish
Style
dub, rhythmic, gritty, drill, male vocals, uk drill
Credits
Prompt by
Android72
Android72ModelAria v4
Prompt
A song about having to work on a Saturday, uk drill, dub
