Lyrical Breakdown of Weekend (feat. Miguel) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Mac Miller feat. Miguel weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Weekend (feat. Miguel)" 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 Mac Miller feat. Miguel 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 Mac Miller feat. Miguel's narrative.

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, uh, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yo, now I got a little bit of money fillin' my pockets Roll around like I run this shit I got a system filled up with toxins I've been broken-hearted, now it's fuck that bitch Getting high to deal with my problems Fuckin' bitches, gettin' drunk as shit But these bitches getting obnoxious They nothin' to me though, I love this shit Go long days, longer nights Talk too much, the wrong advice All the lights and call my life Doctor, doctor, will you help me? Get me healthy Keep it low, this where hell be Ain't shit you can tell me now Fuck this rap shit, bitch, I'm sellin' out Ooh shit, with my new bitch you jealous now Smokin' weed at the crib watching Belly now All the pain that they causin' Like, fuck it, we ballin' Now everythin' straight You feelin' the feelin' I'm chillin', just livin' I'm burnin' away Conversations we having I'm getting too static Too much on my plate Lord, I need me a break But I'll be good by the weekend I'll be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend (By the weekend) We goin' out tonight Yeah, we goin' out tonight, like fuck it We goin' out tonight Yeah, we goin' out tonight, fuck it We goin' out tonight Yeah, we goin' out tonight (It's a weekend) We goin' out tonight Yeah, we goin' out tonight (It's the weekend) I been having trouble sleepin' Battlin' these demons Wonderin' what's the thing that keeps me breathin' Is it money, fame or neither? I been thinkin' about the places that I frequent All the people that I see I'm just out here livin' decent What do it mean to be a G? Yeah And all the time, we fall behind Bitches in the concubine I call her mine, crazy She ain't' god as I I make water wine Pause in time It's common, they often hate me Never will I walk in line I cross the T's and dot the I's Wonderin', well Wonderin' how I got this high Fell asleep and forgot to die, goddamn I'm poppin' them downers And drinkin' them powders, faded Get it over the counter I'm stuck on the browsers Like, how did I make it? These bitches don't know me This shit is so lonely until she get naked Don't even know what today is But I'll be good by the weekend I'll be good by the weekend Everything good by the weekend Everything will be good by the weekend (By the weekend) Mondays, I think of you But I ain't trippin' on it Tuesdays, I'm hittin' Gotta get my hands up on ya' Wednesdays, I'm lit wit' you You know you're staying over Thursdays, I'm sick of you I got to get rid of you 'Cause Fridays are always the start of the time of my life Alright When I get faded you hate it But, baby, it's gon' be alright Haha, alright