Lyrical Breakdown of What You Deserve - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "What You Deserve" 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 "What You Deserve" 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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Yo, yo, wassup It's ya boy, Nick Budsworth I know you're riding high out there Make sure you buckle your seat belts We got a lot of traffic so you might wanna have one rolled Drink lots of water 'cause it's hot out And if you're gonna be out all night, don't watch for the police 'Cause they don't give a fuck if you're smoking these days It's legal bitch You know I got what you need. baby Know what you deserve You know I got what you need, baby I'm what you deserve (Okay) If my gang's in it, then you know it's legit Buy the diamond rings, frozen fists Legendary status close to it Pounds growin' it, then we smokin' it I ain't through with the game 'til I recoup everything that I'm supposed to get Couple doors, open them So niggas after me can get rich before they close again If we ain't close, then we closin' in Gettin' that chronic and holdin' it in How many days he gon' roll again? Made a mill, gettin' stoned with his friends Makin' sure we look good for them pictures that we posin' in Champagne bottles cold in the fridge I'm goin' in and goin' again Niggas sick, they got no defense Can't block shit Gettin' dollars make a lot of sense Boy, your pockets full of lint Pull 'em inside out before you sit You know I got (Ha-ha-ha) what you need baby (Yeah, yup) Know what you deserve You know I got what you need baby I'm what you deserve Keep the drinks cold Seen shit get worst so we don't care when they reach Before the paper meet the ink, think Got her own weed, got her own everything Trips every week, 20k for a sit Try to stay low-key but the paparazzi won't let me Old Chevys, new Mercedes, a few ladies A couple niggas who wanted millions since we was babies I get the room so comfortable, she say she gotta stay (Gotta stay) Money got made a lot today (A lot today) Moving out them private tables, dirty your hand If you wanna play Risk it all before I play it safe If you broke, I'ma stay away It goes down if I okay it Fours cars is where I stay at Racin' boats, catchin' all the wave action Jetlife, Taylor Gang captain The ones you named your planes after You know I got what you need baby Know what you deserve You know I got what you need baby I'm what you deserve