Lyrical Breakdown of Smoke Break (feat. Future) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Smoke Break (feat. Future)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Chance the Rapper feat. Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Smoke Break (feat. Future)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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We just been smoking a bowl

We just been smoking

We just been smoking a bowl

We just been smoking a bowl

We just been

We just been smoking a bowl

We just been smoking a bowl

We just been smoking a, we just

What the fuck is going on?

When did we buy a bowl?

We just been smoking a bowl

We don't got no time to roll

I'm always out on the road

She don't got time for a whole

Little bit of time that we have

We used to purchase a half

There's gon' be no time to smoke

I'm always throwing on clothes

She always throwing a fit

We don't got no time for no sex

I just put milk in the bowl

She don't be cooking at all

She just put weed in the bowl

She don't have time for herself

She putting points on the board, yes

You know she carry her own

You know she carry a child

She wake up at crack of dawn

She don't be cracking a smile

So when she packing the bowl

I grab her, I tell her

Let me crack this blunt

Slow it down for a second

Break it down ooh

She said, "Let me lick this blunt"

Slow it down for a second

Break it down, ooh

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break

Truth being told, we used to movies and bowl

We used to Netflix and roll

I used to pass her the smoke

She used to laugh at my jokes

You pat my back when I choke

Wish we were stuck in our ways

We way too young to get old

We stuck together like oowops

We smoke to Fetty, sing ZooWap

Traphouse 3, Guwop

I shoulda knew when I grew up

It would be no time at all

We went from White Owls to Raws

We went from joints to a bowl

She need a second to breathe

We need an actual smoke sesh

Let me crack your back

Slow it down for a second

Take it down oh

Let me run this back

Slow it down for a minute

You deserve, you deserve

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break

I don't have time to finesse

I put some ice on your neck

But I ain't holding you back

I spend my time on the road

Super ain't saving no hoes

I don't have time to patrol

Let me break these bales right down for a second

When it touch down oh

I got to lay back the roof

I got to break the new rules

She can't be taking no cost

When she involved with a boss

Please don't get lost in the sauce

Please don't get lost in the sauce

She been like this from the door

Told me my mom was a whore

I gave her percs for myself

I give her a perc for esteem

I'm tryna crown me a queen

You hear the chains when they cling

I'll take the molly it's clean

I push the whip with the wings

I gotta be overseas

I gotta be on the pedal

I push it down to the floor

I got designer galore

I keep some Goyard and gars

I smoke out all of my cars

You smell the weed in the air

You smell the smoke in the seats

You went and had our child

You didn't abandon the D

You got me twisted at least

You can

Let me crack your back

Let me rub you all over

Take it down ooh

Let me make this blunt

Make you dinner or somethin'

You deserve, you deserve

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break

We deserve, we deserve

We deserve, a smoke break