Lyrical Breakdown of Real As It Gets - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real As It Gets" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Baby weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Real As It Gets" 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 Lil Baby 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 Lil Baby's narrative.

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(ATL Jacob) (DY Krazy) I been savin' my guala, I ain't savin' no bitch I had put down my Glock but I picked up a stick Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit My people proud, I'm as real as it gets Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah They got exotic, I told them to mail it I don't gotta touch it, somebody gon' sell it Bro gon' keep it solid, I know he won't tell it Grew up in the streets, I ain't never stop barely I didn't have shit, I ain't never get jealous Born in this shit, I grew up with some felons Reach for this water, we'll go at your melon My lil' bro a slime, he'll draw on a reverend I don't really have to talk about steppin' 'Cause my niggas never get caught when it happen I'm set on servin' in the mornin', I'm snappin' You can take this as your warnin', I'm packin' FN inside of my hand when I back in Get to actin', I promise we clappin' Joke's Up, it gotta be stamped on the package It's the real one, you know that I'm taxin' Get the ball, I'ma score or I'm passin' Got no love for no ho, I ain't passionate I done ran up a dub on an accident To the streets, I'm the voice, I'm an advocate Ask the plug, this the most he done ever sent Niggas broke, what's the most you done ever spent? Gettin' paid, this the most I done ever saved We gon' hop out with Ks and it's broad day I been savin' my guala, I ain't savin' no bitch I had put down my Glock but I picked up a stick Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit My people proud, I'm as real as it gets Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah I been savin' my guala, I ain't savin' no bitch I had put down my Glock but I picked up a stick Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit My people proud, I'm as real as it gets Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah All this shit started off in the kitchen (started off in the kitchen) Showed me once and I was payin' attention Ask the trenches, they gon' say I'm the realest (say I'm the realest) Official, the difference between me and niggas I'm rich when I get off my Insta (get off my Insta) Get him killed by the night for a sixty I sent it, I can't even risk it Opps want me finished but I'm steadily winnin' Youngest, richest nigga out of my city I been had the streets in a headlock (headlock) We had two or three bricks at Miss Jan spot (at Miss Jan's) Still dead fresh if the feds watch Send a diss in hidin', get yo' man shot (get yo' man) Niggas play but they know we gon' air it out She was actin' bougie, flew her friend out I went and took it, ain't ask for a handout Old niggas see me out and put they heads down I still got my block if the music don't crack Really livin' what I rap (yeah, yeah) Two-fifty out the trap, if I say it, it's a fact You was puttin' on an act You a killer on the app (killer on the app) Ask who put us on the map Put the hood on my back Three cars, ten straps Niggas better never lack, yeah I been savin' my guala, I ain't savin' no bitch I had put down my Glock but I picked up a stick Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit My people proud, I'm as real as it gets Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah I been savin' my guala, I ain't savin' no bitch I had put down my Glock but I picked up a stick Don't get in hatin' shit, I'm on some greatest shit My people proud, I'm as real as it gets Gon' have to chase me, I don't like to wait And I swear I'm impatient, I don't like to sit I made a way for you lil' bitty niggas I wish you would play with me, boy, you a bitch, yeah