Lyrical Breakdown of THAT'S WHY I CREEP - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "THAT'S WHY I CREEP" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how DaBaby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "THAT'S WHY I CREEP" 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 DaBaby employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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That's why I creep And it's only a few of us That get to experience this journey like this You know what I'm saying The ups is as ups as it's gonna get You know what I'm sayin And as down as it can get too You know it's beautiful Before a nigga came up They was waitin' on Baby to blow And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin' They waitin' on Baby to go (Yeah) That's why I creep (Yeah) Only fuck with real niggas That's why I ain't deed My family gotta get a lil' richer That's why I ain't sleep You can never tell the French come wit it That's why it ain't me That's why it ain't me (Yeah) I'ma grab a blogsite nigga Hit him Put his face on the floor Why Cause y'all niggas' bitches Playin' games with real niggas No remorse, nigga Cost a lot of real lifelines Playin' round with a nigga children Wasn't trippin' on y'all When played with my paper Cause I understand that's what comes with it So I had to grow Get a little more focus And stop runnin' from pain Had to take it and show it Had to stand on my name And everyone that's on my shoulders (Can't ever forget how) Before a nigga came up They was waitin' on Baby to blow And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin They waitin' on Baby to go That's why I creep Only fuck with real niggas That's why I ain't deed My family gotta get a lil' richer That's why I ain' t sleep You can never tell the French come with it That's why it ain't me That's why it ain't me (Oh-oh oh) Yes, I, for your FYI I'm the motherfuckin' best out I like women with caramel skin Like the girl who used to sing with Chilly and Left Eye Especially ones with brown skin Like Chilly and Left Eye Who pray when I'm stressed out Baby, can you give me TLC I'm on the road alone I wish you was with me And, yeah I see the way they hate on me like hoes For leaving, better if they hate Because I'm free Football niggas can't hold me I'm givin' penalties Like I'm a referee I ain't did shit That I ain't already told you Convinced none of these bitch-ass niggas, met a soldier Convinced none of these bitches,never met them a Kirk It's a good to be true type of nigga I told you I ain't perfect You thought that I was It ain't work Now you tryna convince the whole world I'm a jerk And these the everyday struggles of a real nigga I'm talkin' to good nigga Make him off like a fuck-nigga But don't trip and just look different The shit I've been through need to be in a book nigga And plus I done shoot niggas And don't ever judge a book by the way That the cover on it Or the way that it look Nigga, 'cause Before a nigga came up They was waitin' on Baby to blow And now I got these fuck-niggas hatin They waitin' on Baby to go That's why I creep Only fuck with real niggas That's why I ain't deed My family gotta get a lil' richer That's why I ain't sleep You can never tell the French come with it That's why it ain't me That's why it ain't me (Oh-oh oh)