Lyrical Breakdown of Rider (feat. Lil Baby) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Rider (feat. Lil Baby)" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Young Thug weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Rider (feat. Lil Baby)" 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 Thug 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 Thug's narrative.
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I love my nigga next to me
I got a rider who would die for me
I fuck back and forth
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I do this for Maze in the motherfuckin' trenches
I go get it, I go get it
My niggas gon' and get it
I got some niggas comin' with me to the top and I'ma take 'em
And I know them niggas hatin', but I'm waiting, I got patience
I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I wanna ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got popped
Couple homies they got shot (Tututu)
I don't count it for a man
I want that money and I ain't first
And I ain't lost and I gon' get it and get it
Fuck I leave it all adjustin'
Bitches won't fuck my neck just they probably won't fuck my pocket
That's why all you niggas watchin'
Come try me, the option is only you nigga
I don't get no money, fuck with true niggas
I'm so stiff on y'all hoes
Nigga know how I harsh and I get money on them hoes (Racks racks)
I'm tryna accomplish my goals
All these niggas bitches and I know it for sure
I got different whips, I got cars galore
I got different bitches, I got women galore
All I know is money and I need me some more
You know I ain't just talkin', they know this
And I just popped that motherfucker, I show shit
I'm already hood-rich, and I tryna go legit
I need another way I'm tryna rap about this shit
I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I wanna ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got fucked
Couple homies they got shot (Tututu)
I don't count it for a man
Never had a job and never plan on getting one
I came here they rowdy bitches know it's one on one
Let's meet there, relax, I won
Change from the Pentagon, next thing on her tongue
500 cash with me, that's why I got this bag on (Racks)
I came from rags to riches, now tryna sell out the dome
My bitches skinny dippin', they all got thongs on
You ain't tryna get rich, you gotta gone gone gone
I got my weed from Jamaica, Sean Paul
Tryna be the reason niggas hating on all y'all
Stayed down in this law, we get paid off
Big homie taught me if it's a plug don't run off, ay
Nigga stack a G like a Phillipean
And we smokin' weed, drinkin' codeine (Drank it, drank it)
And I got some M's I could buy Hardees (I could buy Hardees)
And I got some water, you can't walk in these
Turn the mansion to a club, let's have a party (let's have a party)
And we got options, you can drink some Act, red or green?
All this I drink got me tearin' up the fuckin' street
I see the green nigga, I know CD
I got bitches rollin' down on a nigga
I go ride on a nigga
I wanna ride all them niggas
And I shade all my grizzy
I go ride all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas
Go around all them niggas
I go ride all them niggas on my way to the top
I lost some homies, they got fucked
Couple homies they got shot (Tututu)
I don't count it for a man