Lyrical Breakdown of Bogus Charms (feat. Meek Mill) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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• Lyric Overview: Witness how Rick Ross feat. Meek Mill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Bogus Charms (feat. Meek Mill)" 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 Rick Ross feat. Meek Mill employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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M-M-M M-M-M-Maybach Music Broken memories You will find a way Rule number one is you can never rat Fucking with you suckers set a nigga back Break 'em down to baby sacks of Similac And the only things on tracks I'm serving is the facts Wanna pop the chain, kill you for your charm Never mind your name, call you Uncle Tom Shoot in front of bitches, never made a difference 'Cause impressing all the pigeons was the biggest interest Quick to get it popping, nothing for your pockets Crack melt like Baskin Robbins, never break a promise Cops rushing doors, niggas flushing dope Who really tipping Crime Stoppers? You would never know Half my team illiterate, I know it sound pathetic But we can each get a brick that's on a line of credit Lot of niggas died over fake pieces And the day I go, I pray my son, he get to read this Broken memories always fade Live on and you will find a way Things will be okay, don't be afraid Live on and you will find a way (Maybach Music) Uh, I only remember nights that was post-traumatic So I'm never actin' bougie like I was supposed to have it Serving addicts, toting ladders, it was so dramatic Putting friends before my family my worsest habit 'Cause in my hood, it ain't no friends when you get the Benz 'Cause homie in the backseat wanna split your wig Just to play the driver seat and say he hit a lick And he gon' post it on the 'Gram like, "Don't forget the vid'" Seen niggas tell on their own homies just to get to LIV Miami on a Sunday just to commit them sins And these the ones we supposed to ride for, forget the kids Throw your life away for a nigga that wouldn't send your kids Twenty dollars when you in your bid This the way we live, the way we did 'Cause I'm in the chains, fuck the way it is The way it was, now the only way is up I'm never into faking love, I'm only here to wake you up Young nigga Broken memories always fade Live on and you will find a way Things will be okay, don't be afraid Live on and you will find a way In a 9-11, came without a ceiling Can't imagine all the pain your brother was concealing When we order fully loaded 'cause it's so appealing Sue you and then do you for a couple million Started from the bottom, rip the carpet up Parents great examples 'cause they never argue much Air conditioner in the window, watch the water drip Premonitions of my death is what I wanna miss Pretty pictures of my kids the only ones I kiss (Lord) When you get a second chance, young brother, what a gift (Yes) New obituaries everywhere I look Praying every hour God keep me on His books (Jesus) Cemeteries, we pull up on 'em in foreign cars (Jesus) Extended payments elated, now met with open arms (Jesus) Look at all these rappers wearing bogus charms (Lord) When they barely pray for marijuana in cigars Broken memories always fade Live on and you will find a way Things will be okay, don't be afraid Live on and you will find a way