Lyrical Breakdown of Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty)" 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 "Still Remember (feat. Pooh Shiesty)" 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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(1209 Squeeze) (30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga) Nah, nah, nah, nah I had to laugh, it kept me from crying Said it was all good, but I was lying Stood on my ten and I did my time I done seen all these niggas switch sides I know what's up with these guys, they hate in disguise Dick riding's at an all time high Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky I came up robbin', starvin', Sun Valley apartments Copped the MARTA with some pennies Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless Bipolar from all of the killings Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it Still can't forget it Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it We still got evicted Car was so raggedy, it was embarrassing It was impairing, I'm blaming my parents Rode on Macleans before the McLaren I had 'em starin' all down Maynard Terrace Did it myself, ain't no blemish on my rep You can come see for yourself Watch where you step Mumblin' under your breath I hold a grudge to the death Come by myself, I don't need nobody help I blaze you up like I'm Seth Shoot 'til it emp', I shoot a hundred like Wilt You keep a 30 like Steph, you better duck Mask on my face like I'm Rip Cash cover me like a quilt I come equipped, blue tips inside of my clip You'll think my gun was a Crip Drive by, walk by, bicycle, motorcycle Killers pulling up in all kinds 14, 15, 12 years old Young niggas slangin' iron and nine Young nigga stacking it proud Trapping it loud, he threw a stack in the crowd I say they jackin' my style Crackin' a smile but I ain't sold crack in a while I got a biblical past, digital dash Scale with a digital dial Really put dope in a vial Here working the towel, I put that shit on the Bible Servin' my cuz outta town, they said I was devilish 'Cause I wouldn't go to revival Gucci Mane talk of the town Now when I touch down, I'm selling a brick on arrival I had to laugh, it kept me from crying Said it was all good, but I was lying Stood on my ten and I did my time I done seen all these niggas switch sides I know what's up with these guys, they hate in disguise Dick riding's at an all time high Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky I came up robbin', starvin', Sun Valley apartments Copped the MARTA with some pennies Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless Bipolar from all of the killings Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it Still can't forget it Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it We still got evicted Remember them days I was stuck in the creek I had somewhere to sleep, but I didn't have a bed Jumped off the porch, I wasn't going for shit Had to tackle the block just to get me some bread I was the man of the house, had to figure shit out here Time pause went to the feds Had a deuce five with no clip, I was bustin' that bitch I was constantly puttin' one in the head Now we got choppas with lasers and beams We three seven five, 1017 Wop came and got me, this shit ain't no dream Big shots stay in Gucci like Shaq and Kareem I got up and took it couldn't wait on a blessings Shakin' them dice tryin' to roll me a seven They threw the police on me at eleven I been 'causing hell, quick to send you heaven Couldn't wait to wop, punch you out 'cause I'm ready Might rob a rapper right after a session Give me them keys and that watch and that necklace I need them Cuban links and them baguettes Ain't no more postin' on IG and flexin' I'm the one rappin' but steady be steppin' I'm comin' late in your dream like I'm Freddy How you gon' run from an automatic weapon? I had to laugh, it kept me from crying Said it was all good, but I was lying Stood on my ten and I did my time I done seen all these niggas switch sides I know what's up with these guys, they hate in disguise Dick riding's at an all time high Just by the watches I buy and the juice that I fly Like I'm up, like I'm stuck in the sky I came up robbin', starvin', Sun Valley apartments Copped the MARTA with some pennies Handled my business, I swear that I hustle relentless Bipolar from all of the killings Dope I was whipping, mom tried to whip me She gave me a 50 for Christmas, I flipped it Still can't forget it Wearin' my brother's clothes I couldn't fit it We still got evicted It's Gucci True stories, facts Ex-king pin Richer than all my enemies Fuck 'em 2020 Everybody cross me dead or broke