Lyrical Breakdown of Real Rich - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Real Rich" 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 "Real Rich" 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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Guwop!
Wiz!
Taylor Gang, 1-0-1-7
Ridin' around blowin' so much dope but I'm always handlin' business
Way too high don't pick up my phone, if I do, I'm like "Who is this?"
Ain't got time for a girlfriend
Telling that bitch that I ain't got no feelings
Young nigga straight from the bottom
Now my car ain't got no ceiling
Young nigga stackin' up millions, y'all niggas actin' like children
Ouu, nigga yous couldn't get in
Now I'm ownin' the building
Brought the bitch to my crib, said she felt like she went on a field trip
Nigga like me gon' always stack,
When I'm older I'm probably gon' still get
Baby, I'm a rich-ass nigga
Never said I was gon' be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit
Baby, I'm a rich-ass nigga
Never said I was gon' be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit
I'm a country-ass Beverly hill-billy
Eat it up bitch, I'ma meal-ticket
Flush it down concert like fuck a ticket
Rich-ass, crazy-ass, super picky
Want a rich dick say I'm bucket listed
I don't fuck broke I got a boujee dick
First round draft, I'ma lottery pick
Pepped up East Atlanta vitamins shit
Solitaires glaring
Big stone like Sharon
Superstar, Ed Sheeran
Bitches love my earrings
Know she fucked wit him, I still fucked her
Fuck that nigga, he a real sucka
It's the Wiz and the Wizop
I baguetted my watch wit' real boogers
Baby, I'm a rich-ass nigga
Never said I was gon' be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit
Baby, I'm a rich-ass nigga
Never said I was gon' be easy to deal with
But I be on some real shit, but I be on some real shit