Lyrical Breakdown of born rich - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "born rich" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gunna weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "born rich" 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 Gunna 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 Gunna's narrative.
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Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah
Our babies must be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Took my hard earned and made a profit
Never had shit, so if I like it, I'ma cop it
Forgis on big body Benz, squattin', yeah
My Dior mami call me Big Papi, yeah
You cool, but wait 'til when you really poppin'
Survivin' the spendin' addiction is not an option, yeah
Get so rich, it's only hurts your pockets
Live life, pay when you move, it feel like Monopoly, yeah
And we goin' rich
You fuck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You fuck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Fuck a car so, Rolls-Royce for your nanny
'Fore I had you, your mama would always call me daddy
Mixed breed and had a Panamanian lil' baby
Turn a BM to a Panamera lady, yeah
Drop turbo, it's a trey-eighty, cash
Tukas and principles paid ready, cash
She too basic, I'm Tom Brady, pass
Have a kid, now you got generational cash
Went to Hermes and got all the colors they had (they had)
And then we goin' rich
You fuck with me, your baby gon' be born rich
You fuck with me, get a son of a don, bitch
Do what you want, but I got one wish
One wish, one wish, one wish, one wish, one wish
Our babies must be born rich, yeah
Our babies gon' be born rich, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
This safe gon' have his fingerprints, yeah
The king and queen done had a prince, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah