Lyrical Breakdown of Long RD - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Long RD" 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 "Long RD" 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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Yung Lan on the track Felipe S Yeah, uh, uh I, oh, oh, oh, I, oh, oh, oh Took it to ten and another level Screamin', "Fuck all that love", steady runnin' it up Let her get me caught up, I'll never let her When they see me pull up in that double R truck They'll never just think that I been a felon They would think all this fame what brought all the pain Been dealin' with this since I was eleven I'm at odds with his man 'cause I took off his brain And I'm steady flexin' and steppin' I just went bought a new coupe I ain't feelin' no pressure, cash out on a Lamb' Won't be no comparin' between me and you Since sixteen, young nigga been rich Nigga just turned twenty, still havin' this shit Fuck everybody hatin', I'm as real as it gets Leave my sons with this money I throw out the pitch (I got you forever, lil' nigga) On a long road (Long road) I ain't tryna find my way home (I ain't tryna find my way home) I believe I can (Believe), I know somewhere (I know) I'll find peace all alone (On my own) Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh, ooh, ah Drop off the bag and I pick it up If you want me to do it, then it's all for your love I'ma stay in the house, I ain't going to no club In this bitch gettin' it in, taking pain with the drugs Ain't no love in my heart, I woke up with a mold Who the fuck is these hoes in this bitch? Get 'em off Cuttin' 'em off left and right, like a body, they fold I don't like how they rock, I'ma move 'em around That's for niggas and hoes, too Say, YoungBoy, after all Can you tell me why them people chose you? I really don't know, fool How the fuck did they find a young nigga who thuggin' Who coming straight up out the bayou? I ain't murder them niggas, please show me your witness You get out your body, I buy you Ones that I love treat me like a motherless infant Can't say that I forever got you (I can't) On a long road (Long road) I ain't tryna find my way home I believe I can, I know somewhere I'll find peace all alone Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh Ayy, ooh, ooh, ah Hell nah, I ain't fold, I'm a rider Never once I changed on my partners, my day ones Finna take that pint and pour out the bottle Thank the ones call me the G.O.A.T. But I'm the fuckin' slime one, no