Lyrical Breakdown of Rich Ass Junkie - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rich Ass Junkie" 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 "Rich Ass Junkie" 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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Ha, everybody know one Wrist on hockey Pimp C cocky Rich ass junkie in my phone keep choppin' Different type of water from a different type of faucet Neighborhood watchin' try to cut into my profit Rich ass junkie, Louis V down to the waller (Louis) Different clientelle, hit my line you know we got it (Gucci) Fresh up off parole, keep it in a row (woah) Balling out control, cash out on your hoe (hoe) Money down the drain, dong food in her vein (oh) 'Cause I'm the one that serving her, am I the one to blame? (no) Crack cocaine, got my cousin losing weight Used to be a plug, now he just a chay Snore this life away, a couple G's a day But now he own the flav's, he so small he blew away (smoke) Rich ass junkie, same sad story Drunk, reminiscing, 'bout this dope boy glories (what) Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie I'm trappin' out the law, serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie In the six, getting it off, serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie (gato) Ridin' 'round the city serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie Diamonds on my neck, rich ass junkies A doughboy with a chick, flexin' on his ex (ex) Diamonds on his neck, he say he got next (huh?) On Instagram he posts the set them boys just sent the blitz (go) Dope boys post with bricks, what type of shit is this? (wow) He told his innocents, I ceased him and desist (suck!) Dope boys doin' jackets stints, I didn't even know exist (huh?) I take four to a six, you should pay a ten (yes) Tension building up so I'm gon' send my shooters in If we hit we win, if we miss we go again (go) Diamonds on my crucifix, it's so hard not to sin If I'm my brother's keeper, why he don't want me to win? Still on my knee, praying for them in the pen' (free 'em) Rich ass junkie, I started a trend (Gucci) Rich ass junkie, I mix it with gin Rich ass junkie, cook it one more spend (gato) Rich ass junkie, I whipped up a Benz, gwop (gato) Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie I'm trappin' out the law, serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie In the six, getting it off, serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie Ridin' 'round the city serving rich ass junkies Rich ass junkie, rich ass junkie Diamonds on my neck, rich ass junkies