Lyrical Breakdown of Changed - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Changed" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.

• Lyric Overview: Witness how YoungBoy Never Broke Again weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Changed" 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again 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 YoungBoy Never Broke Again's narrative.

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Just got into it with my homeboy about his cousin Held it in, I ain't tell him that I really love her Fuck with you so much, I ain't tell you she already fucked me When we had talked she told me that you really feel like fuck me Got so much love for Montana, love him like my brother He told me I live how I want, so I'm forever thuggin' So many people not around who told me that they love me Won't let them know too much 'bout me 'cause I don't fuckin' trust 'em Called me a bum when I hit street 'cause I ain't had nothin' 15 bands invested in weed just for extra money 'Member I ain't had nothing to eat, bitch I came from the struggle I'm from Louisiana, I turned nothing into something I just want my son straight if I don't want for nothing Helped me a lot but deep inside I really feel like "fuck him" Hurt me so deep 'cause I realized that it's just 'bout money Smile in my face, think I'm a bitch, probably want put me under, yeah Your opps changed up on me 'Bout it, I won't complain (I won't complain) Can't let you get to me Give a fuck what you thinkin' Won't show no sympathy 'Cause it's a dirty game I know they don't feel my pain Can't let 'em end my name Your opps changed up on me (changed up on me) 'Bout it, I won't complain (I won't complain) Can't let you get to me Give a fuck what you thinkin' (fuck what you thinkin') Won't show no sympathy 'Cause it's a dirty game (dirty game) I know they don't feel my pain (don't feel my pain) Can't let 'em end my name Go 'gainst who? Boy, I dare 'em Prayin' that I fall, but these niggas need to change they prayer Ask me do I give a damn 'Bout what these niggas think or What the fuck these niggas outchea sayin' And, wake up, I'm sippin' this lean in the morning Back to back, I do the dash in the foreign Come in, I bring it however you want it Whip me, I'm coming, just send me my money Fuck who ain't with me, I steady be stuntin' I guess they don't like how a nigga be coming Walking alone if nobody coming Your opps changed up on me 'Bout it, I won't complain (I won't complain) Can't let you get to me Give a fuck what you thinkin' (fuck what you think) Won't show no sympathy 'Cause it's a dirty game I know they don't feel my pain Can't let 'em end my name (yeah) Your opps changed up on me 'Bout it, I won't complain (I won't complain) Can't let you get to me Give a fuck what you thinkin' Won't show no sympathy 'Cause it's a dirty game I know they don't feel my pain Can't let 'em end my name (aye, YoungBoy) Aye, YoungBoy