Lyrical Breakdown of Low Life - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Low Life" 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 "Low Life" 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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High, high, get, get, gettin' high, everybody gettin' high Get, get, get, gettin' high, you're unbelievably high I just took some molly, what else? (Hey) Got some bitch from Follies with us ('scuse me, 'scuse me) She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (I swear) I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Yeah, yeah!) Bitch from Pakistan, what up? ('Rari!) Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? (Skrrt, skrrt!) 'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? (Yeah, yeah!) (Metro Boomin want some more, nigga!) (Turn up) I turn the Ritz into a poor house (turn up) It's like eviction number four now (woo) Go 'head and ash it on the floor now (swear) Girl, go 'head and show me how you go down And I feel my whole body peakin' (yeah) And I'm fuckin' anybody with they legs wide (racks) Gettin' faded with some bitches from the West Side (woo) East coast nigga reppin' North Side, never waste a ho's time (Freebandz) Bitch, I'm on my own time, fuck a nigga co-sign (woo) Always change my number and my phone line (and my, and my) Baby girl, I don't lie, used to have no money for a crib (turn up) Now my room service bill cost your whole life (ayy) If they try to stunt me, I go all out military (turn up) I'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military (turn up) And free up all my niggas locked up in the penitenti' (swear) 'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life Reppin' for that low life (turn up), low life, low life Low life, know I'm reppin' for that low Low life (representin'), yeah (I'm representin') Said I'm reppin' for that low life (representin') Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life) Said I'm repping for that low life (I'm reppin', that's reppin', I'm reppin') Low life, low life, low life (rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, rep, woo, woo, woo, woo) Yeah Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter If she catch me cheating, I won't ever tell her, "Sorry" If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her, "Sorry" Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris Taking pain pills on the plane, gettin' chartered Poppin' tags on tags, I was starvin' Bitch, I got the juice and the carbine Turn a five-star hotel to a traphouse Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out Flood my cross with ice, gettin' money my religion Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissin' I turn the Ritz into a lean house This the sixth time gettin' kicked out I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous Niggas tryna ride my fuckin' wave, now they salty Runnin' with the wave, get you killed quick Shoot you in your back like you Ricky Li'l Mexico, with no life to afterlife My whole life, my whole life 'Cause I'm always reppin' for that low life (wait), low life, low life Low life, know I'm reppin' for that low Low life (representin'), yeah (I'm representin') Said I'm reppin' for that low life (representin', wait) Low life, low life, low life, low life (I'm representin' for that low life, for the low life) Said I'm repping for that low life (for the low life, I'm reppin' for the low life) Low life, low life, low life (wait, wait, low life) Yeah Yeah, they stereotypin' 'Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles (ten rifles) And they know a nigga keep ten snipers (ten snipers) Keepin' baby bottles like we wearin' diapers Yeah, they stereotypin' 'Cause they know a nigga keep 20 rifles And they know a nigga keep 20 snipers And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys (ha-ha-ha!) Sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper, sniper Wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her That's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her Oh, that's your wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey, wifey? I think I like her, like her, like her, like her, ha Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why I just took some molly, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high) Got some bitch from Follies with us (getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high) She gon' fuck the squad, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, everybody getting high) I'ma fuck her broads, what else? (Getting high, getting high, getting high, and I'm the reason why) Bitch from Pakistan, what up? Ferraris and them Lambs, what else? 'Bout to fuck this club up, what else? We 'bout to fuck this club up, what else?