Lyrical Breakdown of Nobody - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nobody" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Playboi Carti weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Nobody" 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 Playboi Carti 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 Playboi Carti's narrative.

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Okay I ain't trippin', just cashin' out, I ain't trippin' These niggas mad at me how a young nigga livin', ayy Carti walked in, they ain't seen me in a minute Been trappin' out the hotel since they let me out on bail They let me out of hell And pour up to this shit 'cause real niggas don't tell This new gun that I got It don't even leave shells, ayy Keep a white bitch, fat ass, long hair, ayy Sucked the soul out me, man, that ho left me pale, damn I might as well spend it all on this bitch I might as well, ayy I feel like I'm the reason why these niggas tryna get it Pulled up in a foreign, man, I told that ho, "Get in" I told her I ain't trippin', ayy I feel like I'm the reason why these niggas tryna get it I ain't trippin', just cashin' out, I ain't trippin' These niggas mad at me how a young nigga livin', ayy Let me get him out your way, uh Let me get him out your way Let me get him out your face If you got it like you say you got it let me come your way Okay, but please don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, uh Boy, don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, okay Please don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, uh Boy, don't bring nobody Bitch, don't bring nobody My life a gamble (My life a gamble), like rollin' dice (Like rolling' dice) I told her roll up (Roll up), just roll up twice (Yuh) I'm in that beamer (Carti), my lean on ice (Yuh) I'm on that cash (Yuh), like on white on rice (Yuh) This life so fast (Fast), die tonight (Die tonight) I'm from the flat (From the flat), come get clapped (Yuh, aye) Pistol in my lap (Yuh), he a sap (Yuh) From the trap (Yuh), bitch, I cross the map (Flat, flat, aye) Okay, I'm doing shit like I done did this shit before (Flat) And this pack we just got in would have you lost fosho' (Okay, you know fosho') Uh huh, got this stripper bitch, twerking on the floor (Got this stripper bitch) In the kitchen whippin' dope, we got it on the stove (Got it on the stove, got it, got it) Let me get 'em out your way, uh Let me get 'em out your way, uh Let me get 'em out your face If you got it like you say you got it, let me come your way Okay, but please don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, uh Boy, don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, okay Please don't bring nobody, uh Please don't bring nobody, uh Boy, don't bring nobody, uh Bitch don't bring nobody