Lyrical Breakdown of Cheers (feat. Q-Tip) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Anderson .Paak feat. Q-Tip weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Cheers (feat. Q-Tip)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Yeah, uh huh Yeah I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here They ask me where I'm going from here Shit, anywhere long as the runway is clear Shit, music business movin' too fast for me (God damn) Wishin' I still had Mac wit' me (Yes Lord) How do you tell a nigga slow it down When you livin' just as fast as 'em? I couldn't understand when I see 'em Stretched out cold on the pavement Niggas catch T-K-O's on occasion Wishin' I could save 'em, what was I to say? I was doin' dates, dippin' in and out of state We was goin' in to get away Sick of feelin' so outta place Wishin' I could save ya, what was I to say? Wishin' I could save ya, but now it's too late Now, is this really what I wanted? Is it really worth the pain? Now am I really an asshole? Fuck what you say Don't do me no favors, let's get back to basics We live for today, bitch, look up out my way, bitch I'm losin' all my aces, I'm runnin' outta patience Got some pretty faces knowin' what my name is Up in high places, I got some new neighbors They don't really say shit but When they see the spaceship They just think I ride with some Form of entertainment But they don't know I'm black, young Gifted and amazin' You know I had to close my eyes, (My eyes yeah) And if I have to free my mind I may not have the lane, movin' all along Knowin' that I can't do it on my own And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out Have to run away, think I'm goin' home You know I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here I know you somewhere in the atmosphere (Yeah) I know someday I'll meet you halfway there (Cheers) They say there's nothin' you can do about it Can't say that I'm new to sorrow Wishin' I could take your problems trade 'em For a little more time wit'chu Carry you out the bottom, the weight of the world I got it Sprouted wit'chu on my shoulder The greatest honor to know ya I'd gotta be honest wit'cha I hate you ain't in the picture I hate all them fake niggas claimin' like They gon' really miss ya I know there's no one to blame and Maybe the point that I'm missin' But I needed a minute, just give me a minute You know I had to close my eye (My eyes yeah) And if I have to free my mind (Free my mind) (You know I had to close my eye) I may not have the lane, movin' all along (Free my mind) Knowin' that I can't do it on my own And if I got the pain feelin' comin' out Have to run away, think I'm goin' home Oh, say it ain't so! Tears keep fallin' down my eyes Damn it, I miss you, I should be with you Can't turn back the hands of time But I should be with you I miss my friend Damn it, I miss you Can't bring you back These pictures I'm seein' are fuckin' me up And I don't know what to do but Reminisce and face the pain Back in the day before you were a Dog and you were just pup Bangin' beats and bringin' bitches Back to the tour bus Excuse me, y'all, I know this .Paak shit I just need a second It's Q-Tip in this bitch and I'm just in here reflectin' Head on collisions with memories in the intersection Lookin' in my rearview, wishin' I could be near you The freeways of my mind are crowded with traffic The good times that we had and them bad habits Look at me now, look around, last man standin' Grown man cryin' like a child tryna understand it So sick of sendin' flowers to all my of Brother's mommas Don't know what's harder, fightin' trauma or Keepin' a promise A true confession breath is a blessin', Without a question But niggas don't get the message Until they get disconnected My story ain't over, I'm still turnin' pages But the picture I painted with you in it has faded My queen, my dreams and even my wages I know what it means to lose everything When you made it Rags to the riches and back to the Rags is muh'fucka The consequence of puttin' all Your chips in one bucket To be honest, I feel like gettin' right Back to these commas You mother fuckers keep the drama I'm workin' on a world premiere And I could see the world from here I know there must be somethin' after here I know some day I'll meet ya halfway There in the atmosphere Cheers Free my mind You know I had to close my eyes Close my eyes You know I have to free my mind Oooooh You know I had to close my eyes You know it's time for me... And I have to free my mind Free my... Free Free Free my... ...My mind My mind My Mind