Lyrical Breakdown of SURFING A TSUNAMI - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "SURFING A TSUNAMI" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "SURFING A TSUNAMI" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.

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Yeah, yeah Ski, Plutoski How them niggas good, but they impoverished? From the clothes down to the luggage We be stylin' off the jet Muddy ice inside my cup I watch it turn into baguettes Keep my head up to the sky 'cause they gon' think a nigga depressed Fuck depressed, I'm really depressed Cause lawyer didn't go and buy the yacht That's my mans, he stood on business I can't never leave him out Pull out the poppers, ain't no slouch Might be pink toes at the house A couple of mermaids in the pool Skinny-dippin', it's just my fuel I've been just sippin' and countin' my blues I'm gettin' it crackin' wherever I move No relaxin', I stay on cue Put a lil' stash in all my rooms Got a nigga crash himself, Tycoon Rap and tote plastic, shoot like a goon Bitch so sassy, she get approved All this smashin', we get seduced Wish you wish you could walk a mile in my shoes I got a solitary point of view (I got clarity for you) Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior All these millions out the trap feel so amazing I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hit I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm brazy Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy I got drugs inside my system, feelin' jaded It's the ones come from these streets The ones I stay with We makin' money when we sleep Make sure we stay lit I can go and hop in the other one When it's time to get a spaceship (Go and hop in the other one) Young nigga went and dropped another one Gon' be the greatest Wanna put a tag on a nigga toe like he traded I've been gettin' franchise money like McGrady (I ain't gon' lie to you) I got a billion-dollar-nigga conversation (Should've lied for you) Sleepin' on the safe, gettin' high and shit Every nigga with me get high and shit Keep your head up, hold it high and shit (Keep your head up to the sky) Pussy nigga, you ain't gon' slide and shit (Pussy niggas ain't slide) Every day, we, copy (Every day, we outside) Hold your niggas down, they at the top with you (Hold your niggas at the top) Mermaids at the house, stylish Skinny-dippin', baby, don't be childish Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior All these millions out the trap feel so amazing I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hits I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm brazy Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy No matter how rich you get, you take your dogs with you Whatever the situation is, they're calling you (Whatever it is) There's pretty bitches around the world stalking you Seem like these nine-figure chips got bitches lost I ain't got no favorite, they all treat me like a boss I live a bachelor life, you ask her, she my broad Smash her, then look out for her, but I ain't got time to talk She charging more for the pussy now, that's my fault Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior All these millions out the trap feel so amazing I can surf on a tsunami when the wave hit I get fly with all these guns on me, I'm brazy Don't be careless with this rich nigga behavior I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites (I got way too many vibes, ain't no favorites) I got riders on my side, we gettin' faded Double cups with all that drivin', let's get wavy (Surf on a tsunami when the wave hit)