RHOME, Mick Jenkins - Furlough Lyrics

Yeah
I need some time off, a minute, a second, forever, whatever you got for me
And Granny been saving a spot for me, but niggas been taking a lean on me
I know it'd be selfish to leave, homie
It's getting hard to breathe, homie
Smoke in my eyes showing screens only, I—yeah
I'm tired of scrolling and hoping that niggas is who they promoting
The reason I'm praying whatever the caption is saying is truly reflecting emotion
'Cause I knew a nigga who posted whenever his demons had woken
His momma said he was chosen
Open that coffin and you tell me how it was woven, fuck
Yeah, I need some time off
Can somebody give me a break, or even a time out would be great
But we at the end of the game now
Whole lot of sweat in the lane now
I'm taking charge of my name now
I'm turning Rome into H-Town, lay down, face down and I-yeah
I'll do that thang that make it sang like you was a product of Bey's town
I used to stay over by K-Town, a lone wolf riding the greyhound
Stayed down, funny how niggas be lookin' at me like the prey now
Oh, you getting paid now? What could I take now? I need a
Break or something
A relief of the weight or something
A release of the chase or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Yeah, uh
I need a break or something
A relief of the weight or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Fuck, yeah
I need a break or something
A relief of the weight or something
A release of the chase or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Yeah, uh
I need a break or something
I need a break or something
Aye
No eggs, no hash, nigga need a break fast
We went up a couple weight classes, hit heavy bags until they light work
A sharper image, the pen been resembling knife work
Not far from this shit, niggas is still learning how life works
Knowing what I bought it for don't mean that's the price, hurts
Pressure makes diamonds or pipes burst
Most precious stones at first just had to sit in the right dirt
A lot of niggas thirsting but they missing the right work
Can't afford to sleep through the night
He heard some shots I told him make sure he don't peak through the blinds
The neighborhood will watch, but ain't nobody speaking they mind
We smell the smoke, I'm only into what the trees leave behind
I'm tryna leave OG's in the breeze with ease on my mind, some sand at my feet
And some love come in hand over fist, I send it to my enemies and beyond
A lot of people get a cease and some don't even get one
I seen too many, I know we cannot run
But we on the track, and we need a break
A nigga need to get out, aye (Aye)
See, we in a trap, but we could figure it out
Making a break, I'm taking a break
'Cause we on the track, and we need a break
Nigga need to get out, we in the trap
And we could figure it out, making a break, taking a break

Yeah
I need some time off, a minute, a second, forever, whatever you got for me
And Granny been saving a spot for me, but niggas been taking a lean on me
I know it'd be selfish to leave, homie
It's getting hard to breathe, homie
Smoke in my eyes showing screens only, I—yeah
I'm tired of scrolling and hoping that niggas is who they promoting
The reason I'm praying whatever the caption is saying is truly reflecting emotion
'Cause I knew a nigga who posted whenever his demons had woken
His momma said he was chosen
Open that coffin and you tell me how it was woven, fuck
Yeah, I need some time off
Can somebody give me a break, or even a time out would be great
But we at the end of the game now
Whole lot of sweat in the lane now
I'm taking charge of my name now
I'm turning Rome into H-Town, lay down, face down and I-yeah
I'll do that thang that make it sang like you was a product of Bey's town
I used to stay over by K-Town, a lone wolf riding the greyhound
Stayed down, funny how niggas be lookin' at me like the prey now
Oh, you getting paid now? What could I take now? I need a
Break or something
A relief of the weight or something
A release of the chase or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Yeah, uh
I need a break or something
A relief of the weight or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Fuck, yeah
I need a break or something
A relief of the weight or something
A release of the chase or something
I'm thinking of taking one
Yeah, uh
I need a break or something
I need a break or something
Aye
No eggs, no hash, nigga need a break fast
We went up a couple weight classes, hit heavy bags until they light work
A sharper image, the pen been resembling knife work
Not far from this shit, niggas is still learning how life works
Knowing what I bought it for don't mean that's the price, hurts
Pressure makes diamonds or pipes burst
Most precious stones at first just had to sit in the right dirt
A lot of niggas thirsting but they missing the right work
Can't afford to sleep through the night
He heard some shots I told him make sure he don't peak through the blinds
The neighborhood will watch, but ain't nobody speaking they mind
We smell the smoke, I'm only into what the trees leave behind
I'm tryna leave OG's in the breeze with ease on my mind, some sand at my feet
And some love come in hand over fist, I send it to my enemies and beyond
A lot of people get a cease and some don't even get one
I seen too many, I know we cannot run
But we on the track, and we need a break
A nigga need to get out, aye (Aye)
See, we in a trap, but we could figure it out
Making a break, I'm taking a break
'Cause we on the track, and we need a break
Nigga need to get out, we in the trap
And we could figure it out, making a break, taking a break