[Verse 1] Saturation Saturday Morning via my Hey Bike ride I zoomed a quick tour of my city I had quite the adventure speeding on the city sidewalks [Verse 2] Dodging plants and vegetation Up and down the handicap ramps I went to see how my city spent Saturday morning [Chorus] Across da Trackz Across da Trackz I tore through the block Across da Trackz Across da Trackz My wheels stayed hot [Verse 3] Cones in the lane and a busted up curb I popped a wheelie on that turn like I owned that dirt A bakery window flashed me bread I kept it moving through the red [Verse 4] Mail carts clattered dogs went nuts moms on the porch shook their cups I laughed so hard at the whole parade My city woke up while I misbehaved [Bridge] Hands on the bars heart in gear I took that route through boom and smear No map, just nerve no fear, just speed Across da Trackz was all I need [Verse 5] Sun on the chain dust on my socks I cut by the school and the loading docks Every corner had a little roar Every cracked-up block wanted more [Chorus] Across da Trackz Across da Trackz I tore through the blocks Across da Trackz Across da Trackz My wheels stayed hot [Verse 6] By the last block I was still alive Grinning like hell from that Saturday ride Saturation morning burned in my brain I’ll hit that tour again and again [Bridge] Tomorrow’s got new curb cuts to find New dogs, new hands, new turns in line Same old streets, but a brand new spark I’ll ride till the breakfast crowd goes dark [Outro] Tomorrow brings the school bell ring The bakery line, the cart-toss swing I’ll roll back out when the first sun lands Same city, fresh wheels, same hands Across da Trackz Across da Trackz I’ll be back, I’ll be back
