Lyrical Breakdown of Love Money - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Meek Mill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Love Money" 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 Meek Mill 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 Meek Mill's narrative.

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If you know I did it for you, why you ain't pay me back? (Why you ain't pay me back?) Why I gotta tell you, "I love you", so you can say it back? Let the people manipulate you and it made you crack Every time that you said you needed me, I gave you racks Ain't no love, ain't no love, ain't no love left with my money (Ain't no love, left with my money, ain't no love, left with my money) I put blood diamonds on b-, leave a blood trial of money (Leave a blood trail of dead presidents and Dior) I make millions, split it with n-, you know that I be on it (You know, and I know, you know, and I know) Gettin' busy on a 450, ride or die, doin' a hundred (Ride or die through the trenches like I live in the hood) I took them shackles off my wrist, and then I made it ice (let's go) Same people crossed me say they sorry, but they ain't even make it right I go to sleep with one eye of open, it's like a way of life 'Cause in them streets, you gotta keep it rollin' like we playin' dice (no crappin' out) N- can't figure me out, I be on everythin' You should see how it get in the house, it look like Medellín Gold chopper sit on the couch, smokin' on better things (brrt) They seen I had holes in my heart, and they tried let it bleed Pastor sewed it up, I'm goin' up, now n- textin' me People that I grew up with, and they switched couldn't even get next to me Do a favor for 'em, see if they real just like my specialty Knowin' I don't even need to pay back, s- like a test for me (-test for me) N- testin' me (n- testin' me) Knowin' they the one that I made specially (know that) My mama crib like a million, my grandma crib like a buildin' I only put it on the 'Gram to give you the recipe Ain't no love, ain't no love, ain't no love left with my money (Ain't no love, left with my money, -no love, left with my money) yeah I put blood diamonds on b-, leave a blood trial of money (Leave a blood trail of dead presidents and Dior) I make millions, split it with n-, you know that I be on it (You know, and I know, you know, and I know) Gettin' busy on a 450, ride or die, doin' a hundred (Ride or die, ride or die) Too much money comin' in, I don't even count it Maybach and the Cullinan, I don't even drive it None of y'all n- can't tell me I ain't solid Assassination of my character 'cause I told you I ain't got it Took some millions and I buried in them in so long that I forget 'em Took my family and I carried us, brought us all up from the bottom How you gon' say that I forgot you? All them times I had to spot you The only thing is 'bout a b- that I done hit or made swallow Know my dad died as a rival, but I'm still proud of my father So I put Prada on his baby mama And I had to tell my youngin in the trenches, "Don't you ever take no risks" "You gon' spend it on designer" (on designer) Ain't no love, ain't no love, ain't no love left on this money (money, money) It's just blood left on this money, blood on these b- Blood on the diamonds, blood on the back of the 20s Showed too much love, he got whacked in December Ain't no love, ain't no love, ain't no love left with my money (Ain't no love, left with my money, -no love, left with my money) yeah I put blood diamonds on b-, leave a blood trial of money (Leave a blood trail of dead presidents and Dior) I make millions, split it with n-, you know that I be on it (You know, and I know, you know, and I know) Gettin' busy on a 450, ride or die, doin' a hundred (Ride or die, ride or die)