Lyrical Breakdown of Free At Last - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Free At Last" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Kevin Gates weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Free At Last" 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 Kevin Gates 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 Kevin Gates's narrative.

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Yeah, hmm, I'm outchea for real, dig, ya heard Pronto (pronto), I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffing the check in the console Then throw the Lambo' in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my whole nine, free at last Want me to be fake can't agree with that (woo) Having my way now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way now I'm free at last Having my way now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em comin' in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console (yeah) Then throw the Lambo' in launch mode (hmm) I look at everybody 'round me different I know agenda's always probably hidden Bread winners sticking to the mission Depression done dissipate while doing fitness I come from cooked dope over crack stoves, clutching fishing poles in the kitchen Open doors come from dealing lows, tryna hit the road in the Bentley I'm making progress, I can not digress Dick in your bitch to for comfort or digest? My heart done got colder but I done got stronger (woo) Shoutout to Pyrex, she just showed me a twin sister, I'm a general I wanna try that, Dior shopping, Brasi poppin', stop it Walk anybody, go in a studio make me a movie (woo) Pressure apply that (hmm) Law and service couldn't grasp, hundred yard dash Thumbing through a bag, peel all tag Kilogram send letter to my fans Catch me if you can, transform that to a half a man, Afghanistan You wouldn't understand how I'm really living I had it bad when I went to prison Chris Brown diamonds won't stop shining Choreographed dance on me when he glistenin' (rr) I'm on a grind and I crunch it out I'm boss slanging iron and I punch it out Get out of line I'm a punch it on Pronto (pronto), I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffing the check in the console Then throw the Lambo' in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my whole nine, free at last Want me to be fake can't agree with that (woo) Having my way now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way now I'm free at last Having my way now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em coming in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console (yeah) Then throw the Lambo' 1n launch mode (hmm) Have you ever had to steal and rob? (Give it up) Illegal firearms in a uniform Distributing while you work a job Stiff and a stupid bumming for a ride (the fuck?) Catching a bus for it Still unemployed got this out the mud for it (yeah) Talk 'bout a love story This make you really want pray for a plug, don't you? This a new situation, Off-White socks come by the cases Lemon pepper sushi I'm kicking flavor Elongated T's out of big fragrance Smell good, that's the sin of a gangsta Pedicure, manicure I get tailored Peek of eloquence don't gotta say it Not human baby, I am amazing (yes, Lord) Foreign broad I treat her like my strap Grip her hard, throw the clip in her back This ain't no carbon copy Pardon a body don't embody the heart of Brasi I'm where the reaper dwell Pursuit of perfection, this ain't been no easy trail (u-uh) I'm a young millionaire, on a sea at a island surrounded by billionaires Killa of a competition, I met a chick who a big walking contradiction Met me a yoga coach and she a vegan Say she hate meat but she eatin' my penis She sucking on me, and she freaky she squirting If we have a threesome I'm purchasing purses The Louis, Chanel, the Hermes or the Birkin I piss off her man and I done it on purpose Pronto, I got it coming in, pronto (woo) Stuffing the check in the console Then throw the Lambo' in launch mode (hmm) Release the things that'll keep me back (yeah) Cut off my whole nine, free at last Want me to be fake can't agree with that (woo) Having my way now I'm free at last, yeah Having my way now I'm free at last Having my way now I'm free at last Pronto, I got 'em comin' in, pronto (free at last) Stuffing the check in the console (yeah) Then throw the Lambo' in launch mode (hmm)