Lyrical Breakdown of Temptation - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Temptation" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Future weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Temptation" 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 Future 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 Future's narrative.

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Freebandz

Yeah, I'm the richest nigga out my city if you ain't know

These hoes can hop on Spirit Airlines about it

(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)

I made it finessin', I turned into somethin' from nothin', yeah

Made it through poverty, I'm the minority, you know my story

Hop on the jet off my property, I fly away

Fly, fly, fly away, yeah, yeah, yeah

Copped me a presi', yeah, yeah

Straight out the trenches, yeah, yeah

My niggas came with me, yeah, yeah

The riches, the riches, the riches, yeah

Rich nigga out of Zone 6, yeah

All of these hoes came with it, yeah

Audemars Piguets came with it, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was tryna fight temptation, yeah

Top gone, it's on vacation, yeah

I'm not tryin' to hurt nobody

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Count up the hundreds, I promise some patience

Give you some game, that's slow motivation

We need the gas straight in the basement

Switch up the swag, switch up the bag

Niggas, they jockin' my swag 'cause it's fashion

I do it bigger than niggas imagine

Heard that bitch makin' up rumors

She gave more head than a tumor

And I got facts, I can prove it, yeah, yeah, yeah

I got real rich and ain't get no diploma

She think it's somethin' got to do with my mama

Well I can't love her, like she need me

That's what you get when you thinkin' of marriage

Now I wake up and I fuck on a bad bitch

Drugs got me savage

It's so hard, it's so hard, these Perkys keep me sad

All my dawgs, all my dawgs, found 'em locked up in the cage

We gettin' paid, we so paid, move them bricks, then move on

Switch them bags, switch them bags, then move on, then move on

Copped me a presi', yeah, yeah

Straight out the trenches, yeah, yeah

My niggas came with me, yeah, yeah

The riches, the riches, the riches, yeah

Rich nigga out of Zone 6, yeah

All of these hoes came with it, yeah

Audemars Piguets came with it, yeah, yeah, yeah

I was tryna fight temptation, yeah

Top gone, it's on vacation, yeah

I'm not tryin' to hurt nobody

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Car full of bullets, ain't findin' no shooter

That's what you get when you niggas delusional

I remember when they thought I was average

Now I wake up and I fuck on a bad bitch

I tried to fight temptations, yeah

Riches on riches on riches on riches on riches...

And I can't lie, you...

You sure had the first bust down

Richard Mille I had seen in that form

(Ayy what it do, ayy what it do)

The first one

(Ayy, what it do)