Lyrical Breakdown of Everything Back Feat. Young Dolph & Bankroll Fresh - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Everything Back Feat. Young Dolph & Bankroll Fresh" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

  • Lyric Overview: Witness how Jeezy weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Everything Back Feat. Young Dolph & Bankroll Fresh" 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 Jeezy employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I'm bringing back that black bandana Chuck Taylor, Arm Hammer, a hundred deep in Lamb Every club in Atlanta Man the shit off in this bowl got me helicopter high But this shit off in this bowl keep me helicopter fly Kellogg's on the scale, turnt the clientele We talking blowing money fast, I live to tell the tale Sold my Chevy, pulled up in that 9 11 The bricks was 22, that's two 9s for 11 All white, tan, Amber Rose I'm talking 36's white as Russell's shelltoes Water whipping, bag it, flip it If you can pull up, get em 9, that'd be terrific I'm bringing everything back Flew out of town, stole the pack I pray to god it make it back I'm bring everything back Sold it all then doubled back And spend it on another sack I'm bringing everything back Fuck bitches, get money Stay away from all the rats I'm bringing everything back Pumping all this weight got me copping coupes back to back Pull up at the crib, welcome to the gangster party Nothing in my driveway but Porsches, Benzes and Ferarris They talk it, I live it, they rap it, I did it I wrapped it and shipped it, ran up a half a ticket Bought it in Compton and sold that shit in South Memphis Hit my first lick and moved mama out the hood Son's trap booming hard so mama living good You ever counted so much paper that you got scared You ever cashed the plug out, 300 big head Connect said where's the weight, I said I'm on the way I'm bringing everything back Flew out of town, stole the pack I pray to god it make it back I'm bring everything back Sold it all then doubled back And spend it on another sack I'm bringing everything back Fuck bitches, get money Stay away from all the rats I'm bringing everything back Pumping all this weight got me copping coupes back to back Water, stove, bowl, lock I'm in this motherfucker, rolling watch for road blocks I got the kill tec on me nigga, right now And when you pull up to the spot, had to ride em out Vacuum, sealer, press em, seal em Give me your cashier in advance, address and I'mma send em You ain't got no fucking plug, you niggas working in the middle You ain't got no fucking plug, you niggas working with a little Trap nigga in Balenciagas, My bitch a problem, nigga what's the problem Supercharged, you got a full throttle, new Hellcat, me and Mike Dodger Me and Snow and my nigga Carbon got The carbon on him with the cartridge on it Happy days, free Boosie Boo Real street money, nigga we salute I'm bringing everything back Flew out of town, stole the pack I pray to god it make it back I'm bring everything back Sold it all then doubled back And spend it on another sack I'm bringing everything back Fuck bitches, get money Stay away from all the rats I'm bringing everything back Pumping all this weight got me copping coupes back to back