Lyrical Breakdown of Can't Relate - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Can't Relate" 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 "Can't Relate" 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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I made a hunnid today (hunnid today)
Look at my Rollie when I need the date (the date)
There's flawless VS's inside of the face (face)
I see the stars inside of the Wraith (the Wraith)
Post with a cup, but I'm still in LA (LA)
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case (I pray)
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fake
I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and then slid 'cross the state
I pop me a Perc' and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressures, ain't no time to wait
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure mama straight
I cannot stop, I gotta keep goin' (gotta keep goin')
I can't go off, I gotta stay on (stay on)
These niggas fake, these niggas fraud (fraud)
We at the top and you niggas borin' (borin')
Got with them slimes and I started tourin' (slimes)
Jumped out a jet, went and copped me a foreign (foreign)
Four Audemars, finna dip it in water (water)
Go to Saks Fifth I'ma spend me a quarter (quarter)
We shit on these niggas and shit on these bitches (shit)
My Loc on the net, cut that dope in the kitchen
I'ma rap out my trap, gotta make a decision
It used to be Green but now we shop at Lennox
Celine on my face just to help with my vision (Celine)
Handle my part and I play my position (I pay it)
I use my brain and I pay attention
I'ma sit back, chop that work up like Beni'
Ride in the foreign and no it ain't rented
Bitch I'm freestylin' since the beginnin'
Bitch I be wild and we got no limit
Money keep pilin', I'ma swim in it
I throw 'em out like I'm Milli not Vini
Come through in Forgis, I'm shittin' and pissin'
Bitch I'm a shark, I swim with the fishes
I pray to the God, you know I'm committed
I made a hunnid today (hunnid today)
Look at my Rollie when I need the date (the date)
There's flawless VS's inside of the face (face)
I see the stars inside of the Wraith (the Wraith)
Post with a cup, but I'm still in LA (LA)
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case (I pray)
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fake
I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and then slid 'cross the state
I pop me a Perc' and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressures, ain't no time to wait
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure mama straight
I'm still in the streets, the shit can get deep
I gotta keep heat, Chanel on my feet
My jewelry ain't cheap, I know I'm a beast
I go get that work, watch my niggas eat
I need some more diamonds, my team needs some rings
Put ice in my teeth, man, I feel like a king
Red bottoms on with my YSL jeans
I do that drip when I walk on the scene
Look up at the boss when you talkin' to me
You know this shit cost I can't walk through for free
I pour up that mud and I roll up, get geeked
I heard he ran off on you niggas, you sweet
I made forty-five and I break down a P
I bought the whole house, they didn't give me a lease
Run through the week make a hunnid at least
Copped me a coupe, it ain't come with no key
Bitch I be high and I don't get no sleep
That's how I ride when I'm on a beat
I love your vibe let's fuck in the suite
She called her friend, they fuckin' on me
The strong gon' survive and these niggas weak
This a freestyle but this shit ain't free
I got crocodile all over my seats
They eat up the style and get it from me
I made a hunnid today (hunnid today)
Look at my Rollie when I need the date (the date)
There's flawless VS's inside of the face (face)
I see the stars inside of the Wraith (the Wraith)
Post with a cup, but I'm still in LA (LA)
Pray to the Lord that I beat my case (I pray)
I pour up a four and I go outer space
Can't go back and forth, ain't no time to debate
Real nigga shit and you cannot relate
I ain't got no feelings, I don't feel the fake
I keep a Glock .40 on side of my waist
My plug get that work and then slid 'cross the state
I pop me a Perc' and now I'm in a daze
I ain't got no pressures, ain't no time to wait
I bought a big house that's surround with a gate
I moved out the hood, made sure mama straight