Lyrical Breakdown of No Way (Feat. Jamie Foxx) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "No Way (Feat. Jamie Foxx)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Roddy Ricch weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "No Way (Feat. Jamie Foxx)" 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 Roddy Ricch employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned 22 in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the hoe
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy
Ayy, mix the J's with the double C, you know what I mean?
I'm in a daze, all of this cash got me feel like I'm in a dream
You know I'm supreme
I got family ties like I'm K-Dot and Baby Keem
I got bitches that know what I mean
Toot her up and I fuck on the ting
No way, no way, no way, no way
I ain't never go behind your back
I gotta stand tall and tell you to your face
And I hold it close when a nigga embracing
I don't ever gotta chase it
I don't ever gotta talk, came from the pavement
I was always granny's favorite
Got too many Richard Milles to ever have time for a lil' bitty bitch
Got too many plugs in the streets to ever walk around without a stick
Got too many hoes that never have a lil' shorty on top of the dick
Got too many life expenses to ever stop popping my shit
Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned 22 in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the hoe
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy
Ayy, been bussin' these bitches since a lil' boy
I'm a big dog and a lil' boy
I know you're hearin' me lil' boy
But, you can't see me lil'-
Wockesha don't do me no justice, I need red
That bitch don't do me no justice if she don't give head
That bitch don't do me no justice if she don't find bread
I got niggas in the Bay that be on the 49 with the motherfuckin' nine
I got niggas that's on the fort yard, went four times, on this fifth time
Ever seen snake turn to a rat like 6ix9ine?
Got a Rolls-Royce with the thick back and I got a bitch, thick spine
Put a green beam on lil' Glock, best believe I'ma get mine
Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned 22 in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy
Ayy, been bussin' these bitches since a lil' boy
I'm a big dog and a lil' boy
I know you're hearin' me lil' boy
But, you can't see me lil'-
Roddy, what up, baby? It's J. Foxx
You killin' 'em, man
Ayy, listen, now, I know this album is called LIVE LIFE FAST
But, you know what I'm seein'?
I don't think these young cats out here really know how to slow it down
You know like-like-like me and Ye did it back in the day
I mean, I don't think these motherfuckers know about
Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, or-or-or little Anita
So, right here, Roddy, I think you should do is slow that shit down, man
And set this motherfucker off right