Lyrical Breakdown of No Fuck - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "No Fuck" 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 "No Fuck" 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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(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?) (It's Malik on the track) Top Want my lick back if you played, I don't give no fuck, I want revenge Keep it real how I was made, but none of these niggas not my friends Bought my murder weapon out the park, now, bitch, I'm turnt up to the end Don't record me, I done shook back, bitch, record this New Bugatti, 'Rari on my new bitch, I done spent From the CATS bus to the Hellcat Nigga bust at us and I bammed back In the jail, made the CO bring the pack In my cell hollerin' out, "I went out bad!" Oh, oh, I been goin' through this too long I'm tellin' you we can do what you want I don't give no fuck 'bout what they say I been paid, got moves like a sensei She know that I get it up She know how we rockin' until I'm gone I'ma die from my love, like why the fuck I'm bein' alright? From the tunnel and dark, I walked up out it, I'm the light (come on, come on) Forever RIP my 5, even though know you died, I'm out here chasin' green (oh) Thinkin' 'bout Walmart on Cottage, we gon' park the rental, key up under the seat (oh, I) Compact .40 inside my pocket, I ain't finna tell you 'bout this shit I seen (oh, I, I) Me and Teelee inside a new school, mama took us, I was 13 (oh, I, I) Deuce-deuce in my shoe, I'm with that crew, say it to CTG (I, I) Jordan Dixon forever be my dude, we leave shit on the scene (oh, I, I) Plan on X-ing out my life, nigga, roll the dice, best do it right (oh, I, I) Rich as fuck, I'll never change, me and BoBo still on that flight (alright, alright, right) Top (fire) Want my lick back if you played, I don't give no fuck, I want revenge Keep it real how I was made, but none of these niggas not my friends Bought my murder weapon out the park, now, bitch, I'm turnt up to the end Don't record me, I done shook back, bitch, record this New Bugatti, 'Rari on my new bitch, I done spent From the CATS bus to the Hellcat Nigga bust at us and I bammed back (boom, boom, boom, boom) In the jail, made the CO bring the pack In my cell hollerin' out, "I went out bad!" 1500 block, there's chops in the car, hangin' with that mop stick (grr) Nigga run and tell the cops, it's an all-out war with all that opp shit (opp shit) My akh baba been locked in, DDawg home, but my soul hurt I just let this bitch come take me down for a Chrome shirt Came so far, I don't give no fuck 'bout what they on, I'm gon' bomb burst Boom, bitch, YoungBoy flash and put shit the news, bitch 'Fore rap, I swung that tool, them niggas don't play with me like you did My clean breath from off my shoes, I popped that dude, you tryna prove shit Oh (okay, huh, what? Hey) It's YoungBoy (this shit is scary) A dead man's mark (ah) Northside 3800, nigga, free G Baby, free my brother (oh, slime) From the dead end, nigga, I'm from the crossroads (oh, slime) Free Meechybaby, Top From the section I grew in, came out runnin' out, what the fuck is a drought? From your town to the North, nigga layin' law down In the South, Jah drive while I hang, lettin' off Money go up and that money gon' fall Any time that you good, hold it down and come out I'm that lil' nigga, you bring up my name, better watch it, I'm knockin' your lip off your mouth They be talkin' that shit like they poppin' that murder, they know that I'm walkin' it, ooh 225 on the dash and I'm drivin' it straight from the house when it's noon (skrrt, whoo) I'm on that lean, and it's makin' me mean, and I just mixed it with poon Uh, 200K and my team move in, I'm on the scene with them goons (yeah, yeah, come on) Oh (come on, Top, nigga) Uh Oh, slime Slime, slime, slime-