Lyrical Breakdown of If You Aint Ridin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "If You Aint Ridin" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Kodak Black weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "If You Aint Ridin" 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 Kodak Black 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 Kodak Black's narrative.
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This gotta be a Ten-T production
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin' you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody to be feedin' me lies
'Cause I don't even be like to swallow my pride
Free Lil Kooda, he walk 'round with that nine ('round with that nine)
Free Lil Kooda, man, they gave him a dime (gave him a dime)
I like when you suck my dick while I drive (dick while I drive)
But let a nigga know, is you really gon' ride?
Is you really gon' ride? Even if they flat all our tires?
We hop in cars and hotwire, till we get a brand new S5
I still fuck with lil' Robert, he knew me since I was five
Ain't even lookin' at yo ass, I got my eyes on the prize
You ain't got lie to kick it, you can leave, you can stay
And whoever told you that I needed you anyway
I ain't talkin' 'bout no suit, I'll call a whole new case
I just wrote my nigga Cool, like, let me know if you straight
You be actin' like you real but you know damn well you fake
I'm just thinkin' 'bout Lil' Jackboy, it's his birthday today
I might cop a Q-8, we just got a new place
I keep my heart pumpin' blood, all you lil' niggas Kool-Aid
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna' be out here thinkin' you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody to be feedin' me lies
'Cause I don't even be like to swallow my pride
Keep it real with me, don't know why you lyin'
You out here thuggin', but you scared to do time
I kept it real with you, I never been slime
They don't know how I stayed up on the grind
What I had to do to survive, 'cause all they see is the shine
They don't see these bags under my eyes, they see the paint on my ride
When I was down bad on my lonely, where was you? Were you there?
When I was lost and I was lonely, where were you? Did you care?
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you for me when you there
You would hate to see me win, I know you want me to fail
Went to school, got expelled, jumped off the porch I was 12
I ain't goin' back to jail, no more thuggin', I swear
You want loyalty but you ain't even loyal yourself
You a clown, you went down fuckin' told on yourself
That's why my circle so tight, 'cause I don't fuck with you, squares
Those cold nights in that cell, where were you? Was you there?
If you ain't ridin', don't even act like you ridin'
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here wastin' my time
Keep it real, don't leave me in the blind
'Cause I ain't tryna be out here thinkin' you mine
Don't be having me out here thinkin' you ridin'
If I can't call on you, stop bangin' my line
I don't want nobody to be feedin' me lies
'Cause I don't even be like to swallow my pride