Lyrical Breakdown of let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch)" 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 "let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch)" 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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Yeah, yeah Grind, applyin' pressure in a hard way Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the time and I'ma let it breathe (oh) I'm still waitin' on my moment, give a damn about my opponent Got some M's and teleported, I secure my needs Flyin' all 'cross the border, watch me spread my wings Thankful for my mother and for pops plantin' the seed Half the time a war start from envious and greed Every time I rock a show, my fans don't wanna leave Workin' out in boxin' mode, we trainin', we like Creed We trainin', we like Creed (trainin', we like Creed) Oh-oh Pop a few, I'm geekin' on shrooms (shrooms) Call your bitch, tell her link, she comin' through (yeah) I'm healin' up, but my insides still bruised (still bruised) Just hold ten, I'm just startin' to get a groove (yeah) Bought some Perc' tens for my man, I took two (I took two) These niggas real hoes and they talk more than the news (yeah) I'm a big dog and these lil' niggas is poodles Chasin' big racks, I ain't worried 'bout who's who Grind, applyin' pressure in a hard way Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the time and I'ma let it breathe (oh) Lately, I've been slow to speak, still stay out they reach Contemplatin' my sins, I'm pacing, I been losing sleep The AC blastin', my tires all screech Plottin' on grindin', I've been curvin' all the speeds Still movin' on my 'lone 'cause it's hard to trust (Movin' on my 'lone 'cause it's hard to trust) I showed you real love, you ain't have to stab me in my back, it was only us Fuck 'em, I went black card Biggest yachty on the dock Play my role and Maybach, Double-R, I ghost 'em all Quick to follow protocol Might get them folks involved Flirtin' with Promethazine, sippin' had me dozin' off Even though the paper straight I'ma chase a billion, I remember comin' out Section 8 Now I got expensive taste Take your bitch and levitate her Just hit the Miami island house, my room got elevator I ain't been havin' time, I'm on my grind, it's all fate Grind, applyin' pressure in a hard way (it's all fate) Mind over matter when the war came I was blinded by that light, now I see everything Don't mind giving advice, but I can't sell a dream Had to take the time and I'ma let it breathe (oh)