Lyrical Breakdown of Dedicated - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

Lyric Overview: Witness how The Game, Futur-E & Sonyae weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Dedicated" 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 The Game, Futur-E & Sonyae 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 The Game, Futur-E & Sonyae's narrative.

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Can I trust you gonna ride for me like I ride for you?

Future Hendrix

Money we burn it on bitches like candles

Can I trust you gonna ride for me like I ride for you?

I speak your name and it's royalty

You see the stress and my loyalty

You gotta be there for me through the casualties

You see my trials and my tribulations

You can tell them demons tryna capture me

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas

I know these niggas gonna ride, yeah, squeeze triggers

You gotta put in some time for this

Almost lost my mind for this

Fuck all that crying lil bitch

Niggas round my way, they dying for this

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

You already know me, know how I get down

Know I'm with the shit when I pull up

Any nigga ever disrespected you from the beginning

I put the chrome to his neck like a pull up

You know a nigga bang Cedar block

You was bool with it, wasn't you?

Talkin' 'bout when a nigga gonna leave the block alone

But you never say this shit when I'm fucking you

We was the Huxtables, everything was perfect

Everything was working

We had some beautiful kids together

Had a nigga feeling like everything was worth it

Closet full of Birkins

How you make a nigga spend a million dollars on purses?

Then have an attitude

Like you in the studio helping a nigga write verses

Had a nigga focused on the future, now a nigga feeling like Future

We both dealing with a new nigga 'round our kids

And we ain't kill 'em yet, nigga, I salute you

And I still bang like I used to,

Red Impala, gold things like I used to

Pick up my kids, they don't see none of that

But when I'm back in the hood I'm yelling soo woo!

And it was all good just a week ago

Shit, we was Nicki and Meek a week ago

Gave you everything, the watch, the house, the cards

Tatted your passport, and now you wanna see me low

Wanna take my pussy, give it to the next nigga free

One thing about the next nigga

He just the next nigga, he can never be me

I'm coming to get my kids and they momma like

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Compton ain't the same

Where all these bitch niggas come from?

Can't even take a fade or ride through the hood

Without niggas hands out like they want some

But where you at when I need you?

See most of these niggas see through

You throw up a P, I throw up a P too

You pulling out heat, I draw the heat too

Compton made me like this, nigga

Fuck all these bitches, get money and die

Hundred niggas in my section, hundred Rollies in the sky

There's a hundred little niggas that will bang on a nigga

Put the flame on a nigga, take chains from a nigga

That will go BG, Turk and Wayne on a nigga

When the club get cloudy let it rain on a nigga

We are with the shit, let us redefine lit

That's in the club smoking on extendos, extendo with the clip

Standing on the couch like wah

Backwood hanging out my mouth like wah

Who the fuck want a problem?

Once you're shot, leave a nigga dead on an island

Creep out the back door with my side bitch, aye

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas

Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Oooh-oooh-oooh

Fuck these other bitches I just

Oooh-oooh-oooh

Fuck with them when issues begin

Oooh-oooh-oooh

I be with my niggas, when I'm

Oooh-oooh-oooh

Say I'm with my niggas, I just

Oooh-oooh-oooh

Don't you know there's no better time than when I'm with you?

But I can't control these temptations when a nigga not with you

You wanna be done with me, but your heart won't let it

Standing at the front door but you just can't exit

You wanna be with me

You wanna be with me, with me, with me, with me

Me, me, me, me

You wanna be with me, with me, with me, with me

Me, me, me, me

(Fuck all these bitches, I'm yours

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas

Only thing that ever mattered to me was my niggas)