Lyrical Breakdown of Anytime You Ready (ft. Birdman) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Anytime You Ready (ft. Birdman)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Anytime You Ready (ft. Birdman)" 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 Gucci Mane 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 Gucci Mane's narrative.
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Well, it take money to make money
That's why I make money
Need some today so
I'm a go and take they money
Play money, I weigh money
Hundred grand, that's play money
Counterfeit, that's fake money
Lob city, that's Blake money
Cash money, that Drake money
Broke niggas, they hate money
Rappers they get slave money
Gucci Mane, I save money
Gamble in your face money
Brick squad we taste money
Gold diggers they chase money
Rich niggas! We waste money!
Street smart, I know money
Y'all niggas got no money
Still making that slow money
Hide cause you owe money
Pimp niggas get ho money
Scared money don't make money
Like Big Meech, I blow money
Y'all niggas is so funny
It take money to make money
Anytime you ready
Wanna race nigga, wanna gamble?
Anytime you ready
Like to shop, and like to travel?
Anytime you ready
I could hit the club and go crazy
Anytime you ready
Got money I said it
Bricksquad we ain't petty
I'm so big headed, hundred eighty grand on my chevy
Go broke, won't let it
Swag sick can't help it
Financial goals I met it
It's a drumma track and it's epic
Hood nigga with credit
Bills, I don't sweat it
Cash I go get it
But these broke niggas pathetic
Rich niggas go get it
Bitch niggas get jealous
Drop money, I'm careless
It's all mine, I'm selfish
Your money home, you left it?
Broke nigga can't help it
Ball hard, I'm wealthy
Thank God I'm healthy
From the jet way to the jet-ski
Aren't you glad you met me?
Haters say they don't like me
But they gotta respect me!
G nigga, about paper
Them niggas getting the vapor
We them niggas flipping that money
And them other niggas be fakers
High roller we shot call
Real nigga we been balling
Pussy nigga catch a sideline and
Watching niggas who both balling
Hustle nigga my own line
Pussy niggas get flat-line
Money nigga, get all the time
New whip, for the sunshine
Hustle with my balling nigga
Cooking up them quarter, nigga
Stepping up them order niggas
Getting it out that water nigga
Rich game, my rich gang nigga
Feline and my wrist game nigga
Weed niggas getting rich game
We the niggas flipping the wrist game
Key nigga, we move blood
Get it from the G blood
Uptown, we feed bloods
Feed a nigga a dope plug