Lyrical Breakdown of Naw For Real - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Migos weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Naw For Real" 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 Migos 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 Migos's narrative.

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Forreal nigga Forreal forreal Naw forreal, I'm forreal nigga Forreal forreal Naw forreal Forreal Naw forreal Your bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) Get this bitch ass nigga off of from 'round me (Naw forreal) I had the plug with the molly and the xans in a marijuana field Want to live the Migo life? It's hard to live Want to walk in my shoes? That is hard to fill Naw forreal, man you know that we made a mil' Independent, I cease and desist your deal You niggas trippin' cause you out of business And we came in the game so fast, we're professionals Started doin' shows at Mansion and Obsessions You seen it, everybody know, they witnessed Naw forreal, R.I.P. my nigga Pistol P I know he send a nigga down blessings, naw forreal Now I wanna walk around on the north Nigga gotta keep the mac chicken Your bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) Naw forreal, really had to sit down and do some time Naw forreal, young rich nigga got rich off of a halftime The block be beatin' like Alpine, forreal, 200 for the Act line Stand at the stove, whip a slab, that's a cookie slab Police tried to get me for a case, I had an alibi Nah, fuck niggas you a lie Real hit a jug Willie Mac found a nine Forreal we were hot boys Put the gun up in your mouth like Altoids Trapper start snappin', gotta be a damn poet We ain't ho-in' no lean, go ahead and pour it Skinny tires on the Rolls we lookin' bow legged I'm a bachelor, I live in a mansion that's gated 44 to say bow! Your bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal) Naw forreal, pints double sealed And the OG gas bag come vacuum sealed Remember kickin' in your door takin' flats And the door stickin' out at my grandma crib Trap on the block whether rain, sleet, or snow Young nigga tryna make a dope deal They askin' me questions like Dr. Phil Got excited when I seen a half a mil' I was prayin' just to get a record deal Now we independent, worth a couple M's Came a long way from bustin' out sticks and stems It's a lot of shit that I regret I did Can't let negativity get to me I take a private jet to Sicily So you the grinch who stole Christmas I got the OG gas bag Christmas tree Your bitch, she wet, she leakin' (Naw forreal) Don't fuck with you niggas, you sneakin' (Naw forreal) Can't turn my back on the hood, need me (Naw forreal) When you gettin' money, stack it up for a reason (Naw forreal) Take a look at my life back then, trap season (Naw forreal) When you make it, everybody think that it's easy (Naw forreal) My family need me (Naw forreal, forreal) My squad let me lead 'em (Naw forreal, forreal)