Lyrical Breakdown of On Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "On Me" 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 "On Me" 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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Got to come different, mane
This ain't for you, this is any heartbeat
Loving you deeply, you don't know what that cost me
You like how I love, I guess you fucked me
Can we drink coffee?
Early morning
Real expensive shit
You not in distance when I sleep
You don't love me, bitch, you want my cheese
I ain't talkin' 'bout you, I'm talkin' 'bout me
Hold up, bro, he lost his soul
He whipped that pole, died in the street
I'ma whip that pole out in the street
And spray around at all the people (brrt), oh
Take these pills all day, I got to make sure that I ate, uh
Take her meds all day, I'm buyin' her more than some Bape (Slimeto)
We gon' stalk your ass all day, until we get a chance to spray
Huh, huh, that's them hitters, huh
Bond out all my niggas
Fuck that shit, I'll buy new Hemis
Buying drums for all my hitters
Cooking that shit up, look like
Cooking that heroin, look like fritter
I'll make her press it, nigga
Over ten pens inside the river
Give me a pen, I'll deal with 'em
Dog pen, I beat ya nigga
Play wit' me, this shit get critical
Two Glocks, they identical
Bat you in yo' shit, you ain't gon' fight back, you ain't physical
You don't wan' see me in defensive mode
I'll shoot at your face, yeah
Youngboy beat that case, yeah
Maybach', high speed chase, wop
Put a bitch inside her place
Big .45, no mace
Camo when my album run
Gems on top of all my jeans
Beams on bottom, all these guns
Switch as well, get blick, you tell
Red inside my tub again
Now I just play rich as hell
I don't know where your soul gone
I told you a hold on long time ago
I told you once before, I had your back
And you turned it 'round
On me, got that check
On me, got that TEC
On me, I got yo' bitch
On me, I got that shit
On me, I got that stick
Come run up on me (on me), I'ma dump that bitch
I'ma blow at somethin' (on me), I been poppin' that shit
Pull up (on me), make 'em stop it, yeah
Followin' up then I cop it
It's Issey Miyake, I know they gon' jock it
Putting her in it, you know I'm a buy it
Put up with the bitch 'til the time I get tired
Planning on switching all my rides
I done built up my interest
I done switched out my linen, I'm turnt up wit' all these bitches
And I've been in it for a minute
They want me finished, I ain't stoppin'
I've been winning since I've been on
Rap competition, I hit with that choppa
Seen that I hit him from a distance, yeah
I'll send somethin' to the doctor
I'm paying attention over all these meds
Yeah, I'll make your ho pop roxies
High off the mojo, I ain't stopping
Nah for real, this shit K2
Now it's time you know we drop somethin'
I got the drop, I'm sendin' 'em through
Let them shots off, we gon' pop something
They know just how we do
Had that whole crew, but I took two
Fucked on yo' friend, now I want you (on me)
Take these pills all day, I gotta make sure that I ate, uh (on me)
Take her meds all day, I'm buyin' her more than some Bape (Slimeto, on me)
We gon stalk yo' ass all day until we get a chance to spray
Huh, huh (on me)
That's them hitters, huh (on me)
Bond out all my niggas (on me)
On me, got that check
On me, got that TEC
On me, I got yo' bitch
On me
On me, I got that stick
Come run up on me (on me), I'ma dump that bitch
I'ma blow at somethin' (on me)
On me, yeah