Lyrical Breakdown of Up Down (feat. Berner) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Up Down (feat. Berner)" 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 "Up Down (feat. Berner)" 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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Hey I got a joint and I ain't even roll it, here roll it Boy I got pounds for days, have you seen a nigga blow it Yeah, blow it, blowing that strong in your face Prices going up, down, I ain't got no problem spending all of my money Tryna see what's up now, I'mma smoke it all with me and my homies Rolling up 'cause that's all that I know Joint in my hand when I walk through the door I get money 'cause that's all that I know My niggas on point, haters already know I, I found out that it's all that I know Tryna get high while I'm already stoned Yeah, bomb weed and its all that I know Feeling like a boss 'cause it's already rolled up Go hard 'cause that's all that I know Get a little money then I throw it on the floor Girl, champagne I'mma pour a little more We can smoke cones 'til four in the morning I roll up, I told 'em roll up, if it ain't KK, fuck nigga hold up A millionaire and it's all that I know Probably with your girl getting blown Hey I got a joint and I ain't even roll it, here roll it Boy I got pounds for days, have you seen a nigga blow it Yeah, blow it, blowing that strong in your face Prices going up, down, I ain't got no problem spending all of my money Tryna see what's up now, I'mma smoke it all with me and my homies Bring it back, bring it back Gold ropes and new leather on my coat rack Four stacks, these dudes hold no pack, throwback Jerry Rice running gold hat, hold that, I ain't even roll that Smoke fat on the corner where the blow at OG from the city, where the SKO at? Broke boys made they ain't got their ho back Blow big I'm world-wide touring I'm in SAC, I just dropped a pack off on foreign New foreign, new foreign, blue cookies more champagne pouring Gon' get it, gon' get it girl, got a bitch that will hit the road with it, cold business Out of town it go up down, we celebrating when it touch down Hey I got a joint and I ain't even roll it, here roll it Boy I got pounds for days, have you seen a nigga blow it Yeah, blow it, blowing that strong in your face Prices going up, down, I ain't got no problem spending all of my money Tryna see what's up now, I'mma smoke it all with me and my homies I roll 'em thicker than a Snicker Girl drink this liquor I got game from the bishop Bust that thing down for Winston