Lyrical Breakdown of Trillionaire - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Trillionaire" 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 "Trillionaire" 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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I was so high out my mind, I thought I wasn't gon' see tomorrow Yeah Stayin' ten toes down with my head up (Woah) Teezy on the beat (Teezy on the beat) Mafia the dream, we just gon' chase it I was talkin' to, um, I was talkin' to Slime when I said, um I think I asked him do he think, do he think I could do seven Then he said "Bro, you fuckin' Is you fuckin' crazy?" That nigga said, "Hell yeah" Then he said some other shit behind that Reportin' straight out of the slums (Slums) From rags to riches I got me some bitches and I changed up how I come (Come) In a drought when your pockets got mumps (Mumps) These niggas believin' in nothin' Ran up my sack, you know I ain't dumb Wherever I'm goin', I pull up with somethin' (Doot-doot-doot) 38, Atlanta, Lil Haiti (Haiti) Where I'm from, it's hard to make it (Make it) I'll never let 'em take it (Take it) Grammys, I was nominated (Woah) Told that bitch that I'm leavin', so face it (Face it) Get a new hoe and have me a baby (Baby) Out the jungle, I conquered and made it (I made it) It still don't feel like I'm famous (Famous) Feel like they don't feel me now, yeah (They don't feel me now) Fill it up, stuntin', they see me now (Yeah, I'm stuntin', they see me now) I'm steps away, I can't stop now (I can't) No, I won't let you waste my time (Yeah) Surrounded by some millionaires (Oh-woah) And I know I'ma be one when I walk off Feel like I can be a trillionaire (Oh-woah) Yeah I'ma be the one that they talk 'bout Yeah I'ma be the one they talk about I'ma be the one they envy, yeah Hate it when you made it out the struggle Love to see a nigga in the trenches (Pluto) Went to sleep, had a few nightmares, nigga just left off a mission I'm the one paid my dues, dropped out of school, now I'm winnin' I had a girl with some red hair Made a nigga feel like Chapo (Freebandz) Just got off the phone with vato Know a young nigga gon' kill somethin' I wanna get me a mil' ticket, my young nigga wanna get his murders up Gotta go get me a million, spend half of it on convertibles Jumpin' off the porch, no daddy, had to go and get mine out the gutter Came up poor and ashy, now a nigga take care of my mother (Swear) Wish I had a cure on sickle cell Hate to see my sister suffer (Got you) You can never put a price on how much I love her Surrounded by some millionaires (Oh-woah) And I know I'ma be one when I walk off Feel like I can be a trillionaire (Oh-woah) Yeah I'ma be the one that they talk 'bout Feel like they don't feel me now (Like they don't feel me now) Flexed up, stuntin', they see me now (Yeah, I'm stuntin', they see me now) I'm steps away, I can't stop now (I can't) No, I won't let you waste my time (Yeah) Represent out the gutter, yeah, yeah Fell in love with my Cartier, yeah Go to war 'bout my brother, yeah, yeah I'll kill 'bout my brother, yeah, yeah Used to sleep on the floor, yeah, yeah Used to kick in the door, yeah, yeah I finesse with the bros, yeah, yeah