Lyrical Breakdown of Cold World - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Cold World" 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 "Cold World" 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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(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(Damn, Kai, you goin' crazy)
Look at me, bitch, say yeah
Look at this, fill up the bag
She say, "YB, I'm where you at", she wan' see me, I call right back
Hold up, why they can't even know her?
She need take off her shoe, pour a deuce in the Nova
In a minute, I'll pull up in that mink and no chauffeur
In a minute, you can hear these APs
How Chanel had to switch up
It's cold, colder
Jack-in-the-hat with the fur
Where you goin'? Chasin' racks, don't forget to hit me back
He be tryna see me presidential, send a Cadillac
Got a new Chanel bag, inside, it holdin' them bands
When Pharrell drop, I go cop it, I'm too classy for the cam' (uh)
I'ma run up the racks, make it do what it do (uh)
I just 'Vinci the hat and I Prada'd my shoes (Prada, uh)
Tell me you proud of me, proud of you too
Mellow, come from the bottom, just look how I grew
Racks, bitch
Look at me, bitch, say yeah
Look at this, fill up the bag
She say, "YB, I'm where you at", she wan' see me, I call right back
Hold up, why they can't even know her?
She need take off her shoe, pour a deuce in the Nova
In a minute, I'll pull up in that mink and no chauffeur
In a minute you can hear these APs
How Chanel had to switch up
It's cold, colder
Lil' Top, five, slime
I'm pushin' up on ya inside a Tacoma, I probably come back in a Benz
From the gutter and heaven, from where my granddaddy gon' tell me that they ain't my friend
They all murdered my cousins, I swear on my brother to not gotta burn by my kin
With my mama we struggled, she cry up a puddle, I'm telling you never again
Look how long it take when them racks in
I done brought the pack in
Four-door my expressway, then we smash it
I just bought some diamonds for to match my belt and jacket
I know she won't never find another, I'm not average
Had to grab this ho and tell her
Look at me, bitch, say yeah
Look at this, fill up the bag
She say, "YB, I'm where you at", she wan' see me, I call right back
Hold up, why they can't even know her?
She need take off her shoe, pour a deuce in the Nova
Call me whenever you want it
On me, we be on 5100
I'm in the spot with them gunners, they only for me
I take 'em and punt 'em, these young niggas pressin' up on me
She drivin' whenever I need
I, I make the bitch say please (let's go), please
I'm ready now, go proceed
I got the AP whenever never I look at the time, I don't even read
I'm tired of this nigga, he steady just wastin' my time, I tell him to leave
Young nigga rascal, slime, he ain't even tell me, I know that he bleedin'
I'm movin' in front of the line, jump out the ride and fuck up the scene
No more Amiri
What?
So what you prefer?
Mm, Chrome Hearts
I just put all that shit on
I don't give a fuck, honestly
Look at me, bitch, say yeah
Look at this, fill up the bag
She say, "YB, I'm where you at", she wan' see me, I call right back
Hold up, why they can't even know her?
She need take off her shoe, pour a deuce in the Nova