Lyrical Breakdown of Time Flies By - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Time Flies By" 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 "Time Flies By" 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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Zee
Drip
Money
Gucci
Zay
Evil Genius
Yeah
Zaytoven
Time flies by when you really gettin' money (money)
Nigga tryna keep up with me, really gettin' funny (get some)
Ex-con, drug don, certified junkie (yeah)
Was a corner boy until I bought the whole company (wop)
Flow so hot, made me put the bomb up (hot, hot, hot)
'Rari so fast, 12 stuck his thumb up (skrrt)
Broke bitch see me, probably thinkin' come up (yeah)
Racks on a platter, watch them bitches go up (go)
Penthouse, top floor, kingpin status
Igloo, eskimo, iceberg lettuce (brr)
Niggas not sellin' so they gettin' more petty
But I'm countin' up a milli' while my neck gettin' tatted (wop)
Every broke bitch got a rich man fetish (heard)
Money ain't shit, let a broke trick tell it (true)
If the green right, then Gucci might chef it
Whale shark, white meat, rich man sell it
Ridin' in a Lamb' with a big ol' motor (rah)
Keep a young nigga with a big ol' poker
CEO nigga, I don't see these jokers (nah)
Keep a thick ho with a deep ol' throater (muah)
Deep ol' pockets, I can deebo the block
Her eyeballs locked on that million-dollar watch
Foot on they neck all mothafuckin' winter (brrr)
Feelin' like Obama when I'm jumpin' out the Sprinter (wop)
Time flies by when you really gettin' money (money)
Nigga tryna keep up with me, really gettin' funny (get some)
Ex-con, drug don, certified junkie (lean)
Was a corner boy until I bought the whole company (damn)
Flow so hot, made me put the bomb up (hot, hot, hot)
'Rari so fast, 12 stuck his thumb up (skrrt)
Broke bitch see me, probably thinkin' come up (yeah)
Racks on a platter, watch them bitches go up (wop)