Lyrical Breakdown of Congratulations - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how Post Malone feat. Quavo weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Congratulations" 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 Post Malone feat. Quavo 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 Post Malone feat. Quavo's narrative.

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Mm-mmm Yeah, yeah Mm-mmm Yeah My momma called, seen you on TV, son Said shit done changed ever since we was on I dreamed it all ever since I was young They said I wouldn't be nothing Now they always say congratulations Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation They ain't never had the dedication People hatin', say we changed and look, we made it Yeah, we made it They was never friendly, yeah Now I'm jumping out the Bentley, yeah And I know I sound dramatic, yeah But I know I had to have it, yeah For the money, I'm a savage, yeah I be itching like a addict, yeah I'm surrounded, twenty bad bitches, yeah But they didn't know me last year, yeah Everyone wanna act like they important (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) But all that mean nothing when I saw my dog (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Everyone counting on me, drop the ball (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Everything costing like I'm at the bottom, yeah, yeah If you fuck with winning, put your lighters to the sky How could I make sense when I got millions on my mind? Coming with that bullshit, I just put it to the side Balling since a baby, they could see it in my eyes My momma called, seen you on TV, son Said shit done changed ever since we was on I dreamed it all ever since I was young They said I wouldn't be nothing Now they always say congratulations Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation They ain't never had the dedication People hatin', say we changed and look we made it Yeah, we made it I was patient, yeah, oh I was patient, aye, oh Now I can scream that we made it Now everyone, everywhere I go, they say 'gratulations Young nigga, young nigga, graduation I pick up the rock and I ball, baby I'm looking for someone to call, baby But right now, I got a situation Nothing but old Ben-Ben Franklins Big rings, champagne My life is like a ball game But instead, I'm in the trap though Pot so big, call it Super Bowl Super Bowl, call the hoes, get in the Rolls Top-floor lifestyle, Huncho and Post Malone, I got a play on my phone, aye You know what I'm on, aye Huncho Houdini is gone, aye My momma called, seen you on TV, son Said shit done changed ever since we was on I dreamed it all ever since I was young They said I wouldn't be nothing Now they always say congratulations Worked so hard, forgot how to vacation They ain't never had the dedication People hatin', say we changed and look we made it Yeah, we made it Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey Hey, hey