Lyrical Breakdown of Never Had Sh*t - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Never Had Sh*t" 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 "Never Had Sh*t" 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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We some young niggas, we ain't really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit 'em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like it's Sade
I let that motherfucker sing on 'em
You wanna buy that bitch a ring, don't you?
I give that bitch to the team homie
Rich nigga shit, we ain't drinking green homie
I ain't never had shit though
Young savage, I done hit a lot of kick though
I got Duke in this bitch fool
Yeah I bang red nigga but he bang blue
Chopper turn that four door to a damn coupe
Bet' not piss me off 'cause bitch, I'm on that damn boot
Ten four show you lead up with yo' damn boo
Nigga back-end's going through the damn roof
Last nigga tried me, left that pussy paralyzed
Rock a bye that baby, sing his ass a lullaby
I was with yo' bitch and nigga that's my alibi
You say you gangsta nigga, how the hell you testify
We some young niggas, we ain't really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit 'em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like it's Sade
Fucked a nigga bih first night, gave her lockjaw
Oh you tote a gun but ain't gon' shoot it if it pop off
Pull up in that 90, now me emergency like cop cars
Backstage at my show getting head get my rocks on
Momma raised a savage, always knew I had it
Fucked a bitch in Magic and took her to the mattress
Gambling was a habit, mistake me with the fashion
Smoke the strongest gas
These niggas act, as I'm fucking on a actress
And it's in the movie but she like it from the back
Since a young nigga I been chasing after racks
We just some young niggas, we ain't never had shit
We some young niggas, we ain't really never had shit
If a nigga play with me, my nigga, I bet he hit black quick
Whole lotta money on me and I bet I keep a bad bitch
Coming for ya spot, yes I brought the Savage
Roll the window down and let it spray sideways
Catch a nigga slipping, hit 'em in the driveway
You better have my money, big worm, Friday
I let this motherfucker sing like it's Sade