Lyrical Breakdown of No Tomorro - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "No Tomorro" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Chief Keef weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "No Tomorro" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
• Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Chief Keef employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
• Syllable Pattern Insights: Dive deeper into the structural elements of the lyrics. See how the syllable count varies across the song, adding a unique rhythm and flow to Chief Keef's narrative.

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Mike WiLL Made it Yah Huh, huh, yah, huh, yah, yah Bang, bang, bang, bang bang I ain't worried 'bout you shorty I'm so used to ballin' I don't even want you darling Why do you keep callin'? Why your bitch love stalking Every night, every morning Starting to make me go harder Plus I got a daughter Ball like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a Audemar Don't care about the costs Ball like it's no tomorrow Bitch you chillin' with a star Act like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a foreign car And drive it like it's no tomorrow (like it's no tomorrow) I be riding foreign cars (cars) Riding like its no tomorrow (no tomorrow) I be spending hella bands (bands) I be high above the stars (stars) I be chillin' with my dogs (dogs) We fuckin' on them hoes (hoes, bang bang) Lotta pounds, lotta O's (O's) Lotta of bankrolls, clothes (clothes) Lotta ice white and gold (gold) Tats on my arms (yah) Lotta hoes on my line (line) I be touring fuckin' hoes (hoes) Ben Franklin bank rolls (rolls) LV on my clothes (clothes) Jumpman on my kicks (kicks) Don't like them Gucci shits (nah) Got a lot of Louis shit (yah) And a lot of Fendi shit (yah) Got Ferragamo shit (yah) Bitch, I got plenty shit (yah) I ball like it's no tomorrow (yah) Bitch, I'm a Glory Boy (yah) All I know is go hard (yah) Because I got a daughter (yah) I ain't worried 'bout you shorty I'm so used to ballin' I don't even want you darling Why do you keep callin'? Why your bitch love stalking Every night, every morning Starting to make me go harder Plus I got a daughter Ball like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a Audemar Don't care about the costs Ball like it's no tomorrow Bitch you chillin' with a star Act like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a foreign car And drive it like it's no tomorrow (like it's no tomorrow) This man bitch steady calling (calling) I wonder how she get my number (my number) I think she got it from Ballout (Ballout) You know we them bang brothers (brothers) We flexin' on you suckers (suckers) All the bitches love us (they love) Tadoe off the molly water (water) So you know it's no discussion (discussion) Get Fredo out the cut (bang bang) He fuckin' shit up (bang bang) Ball like it's no tomorrow (tomorrow) Bitch, I chose to live it up (up) Got dope in my blunt (blunt) Got lean in my cup (cup) Pussy rollin' off a flat (flat) Bustin' like I'm Dillinger (bang bang) Bitch I got Burberry on (yah) Sent that drink for you boss (yah) Y'all know I go hard (yah) And so does my squad (squad) My money very, very tall (tall) And it's getting taller (taller) Boy, I ain't with the drama (nah), I could fuck your mama (your mama) I ain't worried 'bout you shorty I'm so used to ballin' I don't even want you darling Why do you keep callin'? Why your bitch love stalking Every night, every morning Starting to make me go harder Plus I got a daughter Ball like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a Audemar Don't care about the costs Ball like it's no tomorrow Bitch you chillin' with a star Act like it's no tomorrow I'ma buy a foreign car And drive it like it's no tomorrow (like it's no tomorrow)