Lyrical Breakdown of Hustlin - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Wiz Khalifa weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Hustlin" 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 Wiz Khalifa 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 Wiz Khalifa's narrative.

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If I said it, I meant it nigga We all in, everything's Taylored And fuck it, we ain't gotta go to the store no more I got my own papers baby girl, I'm finna get my own weed too Get you a pound and let you roll that shit Uh, I'm rollin up the windows while I'm smoking weed Driving through my town like I don't know the speed Countin so much paper I can't fold it up Bad bitch, she sucks me while I'm rollin up Yeah bitch, you probably see me everywhere Money long, now my house got TV's everywhere Literally everywhere you turn you see a flat-screen New bitch, looked nothing like my last fling Ridin in a Maserati nigga no shirt Niggas probably hatin on me but it won't work Camo shorts on like a general Mind on a meal blowin on medicinal [Chorus] I'm just a young nigga hustlin', yeah Hustlin' yeah Been through every nigga town, neva had a problem Young millionaire, never had a job though Throw that money up and watch her hit the ground As long as your money up she said it's goin' down Brought her home girl said that she don't do friends Kicked the bitch out and make her find new friends Should I get hella high or buy some new rims 745 or a new Benz I take every day and live like it's the weekend Doin it all if you ain't ballin, take a seat then If I said it, I meant it, throw a stack at that bitch ass And make her pay her rent with it [Chorus]