Lyrical Breakdown of I'M ON ONE (cu Drake) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I'M ON ONE (cu Drake)" 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 "I'M ON ONE (cu Drake)" 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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Hol' up, wait That's that bitch (Torey, I know what to do with it) That's that gas, that global high Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on one, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on one, I'm on one Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on one, I'm on one My lil' one sprayed the clip and threw his arm out of place We too rich to worry 'bout a murder case Telling on yourself is the only way you wanna escape Call me Michael Phelps for swimming in your face Pop it so I can focus, count this cake Skin it, but my pockets out of shape ATL all the cars California plates Fight for my, they gon' gеt it brack-bracking Four Tray gangsters, they gon' get it crack-cracking ABK gon' walk a down, straightjackеt Go psychotic 'bout this, ain't just rapping Pulling robberies in this, we ain't just trapping If another body drop, the feds might just snatch me Man down, I'ma be overseas when it happen Word around town, got them Ps in the attic I'm applying pressure in the field, John Madden Hundred thou' vacuumed sealed up, I'm just stacking it Finessing is a sport, caught me a yellow one like Fabolous Four-twenty-five, two stone, check the clarity I'm on one, I'm on one, yeah Hold up, slow down, wait, catch up (catch up) I'm on one, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'm on one, I'm on one I got a different type of body built (ayy) All my rocking Audemar (hold up) All my rocking Rollie, Audemar, Patek (hold up) Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana Bust down a thotty with a bustdown, yeah I hate bein' in my feels, I hate twenty dollar bills We too famous to be goin' on no drills, nah, for real Never been up to my record label, never knew the deal Said she wanna see the world and she tired of sitting still I'ma take her to Paris, her on that Ferris wheel Take her to see Cristiano, her in that Benz Viano Champions League, there'll be a driver for you on arrival When I finally see ya, all I wanna see is Right hand, right knee, left hand, left knee Make that wave, make that jet ski, what? I don't know why the tryna test me, what? I'm just all about my goals like Ovechkin, what? I'm just all about my goals like I'm Messi, what? Being a messy, shit do not impress me, what? I could never be your man, I'm your bestie, what? And I never liked you, so don't text me I'm on one, I'm on one (okay, okay) Outside my body, I'm on one (okay, okay) Yeah, hold up, wait, slow down, catch up (okay, okay) All my rocking Audemar All my rocking Rollige, Audemar, Patek Bustdown thotiana, bustdown thotiana Bust down a thotty with a bustdown Okay, okay Grrr!