Chris Brown & Young Thug – Help Me Breathe (ft. Future) (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2020-05-11

Category Lyrics, New Music

Listen, Stream, read the lyrics, mp3 Download and Buy “Help Me Breathe” by Chris Brown & Young Thug featuring Future. The song was co-produced by Ambezza, Sean Momberger & Wheezy.

Chris Brown & Young Thug Help Me Breathe

Chris Brown & Young Thug Help Me Breathe

Enter Slime & B, a thirteen-track collaboration album with Young Thug, featuring appearances from Gunna, Lil Duke, E40, Too $hort, Murda Beatz, Turbo, and of course Future. Given that Future and Young Thug are a duo in their own right — remember 2017’s Super Slimey project — it’s no surprise to see the WZRD slide through for a quick contribution.

As it happens, Future is granted space to do his thing on the album’s closer, the bouncy “Help Me Breathe.” Lyrically, the song is as close to a love song as we’ve seen from this particular trifecta, who all tend to understand the benefits of material counseling. Big fight, don’t worry, here’s some Prada. Big fight, don’t worry, here’s a Birkin bag. That’s not to say Future’s heart has frozen all remnants of genuine romance away. “I know you photogenic Monday through Sunday,” he sings, head in the clouds. “I’m keepin’ my eyes on you, you iconic.”

Chris Brown & Young Thug – Help Me Breathe (ft. Future) (prod. Ambezza, Sean Momberger & Wheezy)

Lyrics

[Intro: Future]
Wheezy outta here

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
Drop to my knees
Beggin’ you, please
Lickin’ my teeth
Call the police
I’m searchin’ for peace
Nuttin’ three or four times
Automatic drapes gonna wake you, no blinds
You’re my mommy, yes, I know, ma
Someone call the officer, lift the blouse on her (Ayy)
Skinny dippin’ with me and the shoes came first
2020 Bentley and it’s all for her (Sheesh)
Keep it pimpin’ with me and we both say, “Church” (Woo)
I did Oxycontin for the first time (Yee)
Better hide your wifey, I’m on thirst time
Jewelry on me icey, I’m on surf time
Fall to my knees

[Chorus: Young Thug, FutureYoung Thug & Future]
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah (Yeah)
You helpin’ me to breathe, baby
You helpin’ me to (Oh, oh, oh)
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Baby), yeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Baby), yeah
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breathe
You helpin’ me to breathe, babyyeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Yeah, yeah, Future Hendrix)

[Verse 2: Future]
Helpin’ me breathe (Yeah, yeah)
You weaken my knees (Yeah, yeah)
Got your Cubans obese
Makin’ it hard for you to leave
Popped a pill just to count this money, I been up for a week (Up)
I bought Prada ’cause I’m proud of you to keep it a G (Proud of you), yeah
Cleanin’ up fresh new designer, I’m goin’ to surf (Surf)
I’ll let you hit two cups of lean, then it’s church (Two, church)
Broke down my bells, you were right there baggin’ my bowls up (Bag it up)
Some red bottoms for you like it’s a dozen of roses (Yeah)
Cop the Eliantte too, top tiers lookin’ like boulders (Yeah, yeah)
I’m snatchin’ up that coupe for you, put Ferrari on your motor, girl
Snatchin’ up that new foreign that pretty girl in the morning
I done tried these shrooms, but you already rollin’ (All night)
Took you ‘cross the moon, you on the left (‘Cross the moon)
When you high, and you jet fly, money storm in
I know you photogenic Monday through Sunday (I can see it)
I’m keepin’ my eyes on you, you iconic (Soldier)

[Chorus: Young Thug, FutureYoung Thug & Future]
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Helpin’ me), yeah (Yeah)
You helpin’ me to breathe, baby
You helpin’ me to (Oh, helpin’ me)
You helpin’ me to breathe (Helpin’ me to breathe), yeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Helpin’ me to breathe), yeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Helpin’ me to breathe, baby), yeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Helpin’ me to breathe, baby), yeah
You helpin’ me to breathe (Breathe), yeah
You helpin’ me to breatheyeah
You helpin’ me to breathe, baby (Baby)
You helpin’ me to breathe (Don’t make me suffer if it’s nothin’)

[Outro: Future]
Without my heart, there’s a chance I could die
I’ll help no opp, some chance I could die
I’m gettin’ ’bout high as that I’ma touch the sky
Comin’ from the projects, most of these bitches shiesty
But you helpin’ me to breathe (You helpin’ me to breathe)

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