Lyrical Breakdown of can't leave without it - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "can't leave without it" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how 21 Savage weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "can't leave without it" 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 21 Savage 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 21 Savage's narrative.

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Yeah VVS look like a star, yeah I took the top off the car We don't abide by the law (no) You don't know what I done saw (saw) Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it) I keep a stick for the war (stick) Cheques I deposit (cheques I deposit) Money just stick with the boy Lot of model bitches check for me Nigga, don't check for me 'less you got cheques for me I kept a stick like a hobo, no checkin' me Way back when D-Lo had the spot in Trestletree So many hoes had to get a vasectomy She left her body home and brought her neck to me I did a walk-through, they sent a jet to me Y'all niggas show price less than my travel fee One of my arms worth a ticket Watch so much that a car came with it Back in the day I used to rob with no mask on Shit on my wrist, I woulda killed the whole house for And I went to school high, I ain't go to class though I was with the OGs learnin' 'bout the glass bowl Caught me with a deuce five, mama kicked my ass, bro Break yourself, leave his brains on the dashboard I'm with Ced and Lil Baby (yeah) We got four choppers that's full (21) Way before rappin', on God I was trappin', sneakin' my Glock in Le Coeur (on God) I got my K from Osama Bin Laden Lil' nigga he signed this shit (straight up) I'm 4L gang, if you reach for my chain Then a nigga gon' die in this bitch (on God) A-B-C-D-E-F-G Wagon, y'all niggas doin' that big cappin' (21) I ain't with the friendly shit Closest thing y'all gettin' to a handshake is the beat clappin' (21) Your mama gon' have to make a GoFundMe Y'all niggas keep doing that sneak jabbin' (straight up) Gucci had to kill the whole woods Just to make Young Savage this motherfuckin' mink jacket (21) VVS look like a star, yeah I took the top off the car We don't abide by the law (no) You don't know what I just saw (saw) Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it) I keep a stick for the war (stick) Cheques I deposit (cheques I deposit) Money just stick with the boy Cash in and cash out (cash in and cash out) I am not lookin' for clout (nah) I knew I would figure it out (I knew) I took the millionaire route (run it up) Popped a pill got my head in the cloud (huh) Say my name, it'll bring out a crowd (crowd) We got paid, now my family proud (on God) I been drippin' this drip since a child I hit your bitch, she a jump off Cartier bracelets for her, they don't come off They get the swag from Atlanta and run off I make the best one, it stick like a town hall Runnin' this shit, what the fuck is they talkin' 'bout? Skinny jeans stuffed with them hundreds, they poke out S65, I'm in a robot I'm a real one, ain't running from nobody Hellcat fast, you know that I show out Ain't sparin' no bitch, give a fuck 'bout a blowout If we wanna smoke with you, boy, you can't go out Still gettin' money my label don't know 'bout Court-side with the vibe with her toes out Rich nigga, I come straight out the poor house Trap goin' crazy right there by Morehouse Dead end, me, Ced and more ahks Bought a Benz, doubled back, bought a trap house I'm with Savage in the city doin' donuts (skrrt) Youngins with me, they got fire, they gon' go nuts Quarter-million in a baby blue Goyard Buy it cash then I go in the motor Drive fast, ain't no pullin' me over Play with bags, you can tell by the odor No alcohol, go get me a new soda VVS look like a star, yeah I took the top off the car We don't abide by the law (no) You don't know what I just saw (saw) Can't leave without it (I can't leave without it) I keep a stick for the war (stick) Cheques I deposit (cheques I deposit) Money just stick with the boy Yeah, niggas tryna drip like the boy, yeah I don't gotta get no award, yeah Live in the bank, don't do fraud, yeah 200 racks on my arm, yeah I been fuckin' superstars, yeah Her pussy good, buy her a car, yeah You niggas ain't makin' no noise, yeah You niggas ain't makin' no noise (on God)