Lyrical Breakdown of Nothing To Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Nothing To Me" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Dolph weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Nothing To Me" 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 Young Dolph 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 Young Dolph's narrative.

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(Ayy, yo, BandPlay) Paper Route Frank (Band, Band) It's Dolph These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) I dropped the location, she pulled up in thirty minutes Now she suckin' on me (woo) Now I don't need nobody to do nothin' for me Nigga, I'm bustin' for me (fire) I went and got it and put my tax on it Nigga, I don't do nothin' for free (bitch) The Double R truck sit in front of the mansion I cashed out four hunnid Gs (bitch) You catch a body, I'm gon' pay the bail and the lawyer It's nothin' to me (for real, though) I'm a rich nigga, I'm greedy as fuck So I get what I want and I need (for real, though) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me In twenty-four hours, sold a hunnid Ps (a hundo) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me Can't fuck with a dog bitch, she give you fleas (bitch) Just a street nigga with millions on deck (Frank) Too many chains, this shit hurtin' my neck (damn) Courtside, watchin' the Lakers and Nets (yeah) When I'm in the air, only time that I rest I can't be trickin' on none of these bitches I'm with my grandma, count a mill' on the check (ayy) I can sell dope out any apartment in my hood 'Cause that's where they love me at These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) I dropped the location, she pulled up in thirty minutes Now she suckin' on me (woo) She got her own bag, she bad with a fat ass She probably fuckin' on me (maybe) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) (BANDZ) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me Came in the game, knockin' shit out, Muhammad Ali I stay fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee Got my own style, there won't ever be another me (nah) Too much sauce, young nigga got the recipe, yeah (too much) Big drip, nah, I ain't lackin', thirty shots in my clip (nah) Hit 'em with the Drac', it gon' take a nigga limb (bah, bah) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) I came in the game with a bag (big bag) Cashed out on a 'Vette, I'm still ridin' paper tags Never goin' back, bruh, I left that shit up in the past (nah) I ain't stoppin' for them boys 'cause the coupe too fast (skrrt, I'm gone) Call me John Cena 'cause these niggas ain't see me Nothin' like these niggas, I'm alien, E.T. (E.T.) Ice on my neck poppin' out like 3D, yeah (ice) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me on my worst day I get the cake, every day, it's my birthday (cake) Play with the mob, shake the spot like a earthquake (murder) C-Murder with me in the coupe with a Drac' (Drac') Usually in the cut with a dirty K (dirty K) Usually get by, you won't get away (nah) Choppers on deck and a young nigga paid (a young nigga paid) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (on the gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (on the mob) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (on the gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (on the mob) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (on the gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (murder) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (murder) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (murder) I dropped the location, she pulled up in thirty minutes Now she suckin' on me (woo) She got her own bag, she bad with a fat ass She probably fuckin' on me (maybe) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) (on gang) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) (on gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) (on gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nope) Twenty K, it ain't nothin' to me (it's not) Youngins with me, they be bustin' for me (fire) VVSs, it's the clusters for me (bling-blaow) You trickin' off, I done fucked her for free (no cap) Bad bitch, she gon' suck it for me (suck it for me) Js on, nigga, fuck a release (fuck a release) Glocks on me, nigga, it's a .23 (fire) Still trappin', I can't get out the street (nope) Take a trip to Cali' every other week Buy a car, nigga, every other month (every other) Pay up the plug, I ain't doin' no fronts (no fronts) Shoot first, I ain't doin' no runnin' At the clear port with a whole lotta money (whole lotta) At the clear port with a whole lotta racks (racks) A whole lotta bands (bands) One man army, I don't need no man (no man) Got it out the mud, I ain't need no hand (no hand) Took my first trip, just me and my plan Trashed up .40 and the GRAW pants (GRAW pants) Look at my chain, kill you and your man (you and your man) Copped the Glock when the G5 land (G5 land) Drop the top tryna get a little tan (yeah) Spin the block, and have 'em spin it again (on gang) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah) I dropped the location, she pulled up in thirty minutes Now she suckin' on me (woo) She got her own bag, she bad with a fat ass She probably fuckin' on me (maybe) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These bitches ain't nothin' to me (uh-uh) These niggas ain't fuckin' with me (nah)