Lyrical Breakdown of Don't Leave - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Don't Leave" 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 "Don't Leave" 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.
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Pipe that shit up, TnT
DMac on the fuckin' track
(Got you, you know I got you)
You ain't seein' me walk out, don't think for to leave
Anything we can talk 'bout, you can tell me some things
You think I'm too thugged out, my past too uneasy
Tonight you should go out, it's okay if you leave me
'Cause I don't wanna party
It's okay
I'll be fine, can't run away, so I just lay, gettin' full of drank
Now you come in, put that pussy on my face
I want a brand new FN, motherfuck that Drac'
Tote that stick, I'm with that shit, I'm gon' protect you, bae
Whole lot of money on they head, it ain't safe
I just wanna put that bitch to bed, if he play
Run down, shoot him in his head
Hit a lick for Jordan, I don't mind, we ain't kid
Gettin' my life in order, gettin' in line with that bread
Count me out, tell them get in line with they ass
I been gettin' that money, they want me sad or me dead
Ran into love, come from cold heart
Ran up a bag, it was slow startin'
I want a Porsche and it's push-start
I drive that Benz like a go-kart
I repaired that girl with my hands from a broke heart
I been fuckin' up and goin' in like a popstar
She'll pour my life on me, do right, I swear, I'm gon' start
She know I'm a demon, day through night, and this ain't just start
I made her my wife and then I promised we won't grow apart
You ain't seein' me walk out, don't think for to leave
Anything we can talk 'bout, you can tell me some things
You think I'm too thugged out, my past too uneasy
Tonight you should go out, it's okay if you leave me
'Cause I don't wanna party
It's okay (it's okay)
I'll be fine, can't run away, so I just lay, gettin' full of drank
Now you come in, put that pussy on my face
Come up from the bottom, ain't nothin' that's gon' stop me
I been destined to prosper, I put that on my mama
I been missin' my childhood, told my family I got 'em
On my back like a chopper, I can't die, I'm survivin'
I done let go of the wheel, like I just know it's God drivin'
But I mostly for surely know that it's my grandma who got me
And I been savin' words for a note
I ain't ignorin' you, just catch me when I blow
(Got you, you know I got you)