Lyrical Breakdown of Priorities - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Priorities" 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 "Priorities" 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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I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and
A whole lotta dough on top this table
And I'm finna re-run sit in the lower
Watching the reruns of The Late
And I got some real important things, priorities
I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans
Now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I've been ballin' on these suckas, I'm not stopping
I've been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often
Ooh
I'm in this bitch with Lil Murda
I'm in this bitch with the extras
I'm in this bitch with that drank
Huh
I'm in this bitch with that, huh
I'm in this bitch with that static
Boss I'm on top of the building
Let's do it
I'm in this bitch with Big Henry
Go to New York on that jet, we done flew in
I'm covered all way up in chains
I don't see how I'm influenced
I was all the way up for some change
They won't stop me right now from doing it
And Murda done run up and I got his brain
Put the, to the Nike and I screw in it
They ain't give me no lyrics, not even a string
But I got it right now and I'm pulling it
Shorty want me to pop her from all the lean
I got it right now, I'm full in it
I've been very expensive with all of my things
Got that mansion on side with the bowling
Take the trenchs to the alley and bowl in 'em
With my bro, I'm gonna turn up with O's
All day long, I'm gonna throw up my three
And my momma gonna throw up all fours
YB
Hey
I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and
A whole lotta dough on top this table
And I'm finna re-run sit in the lower
Watching the reruns of The Late
And I got some real important things, priorities
I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans
Now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I've been ballin' on these suckas, I'm not stopping
I've been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often
I've been ballin' on these suckas, on these fools, can't touch you
She took off her panties, I say, "Ooh, I love you
" She want me to meet her family, but I'm rude
A1 approved
Leave here and go to fancy, she said, "Ooh." She like how
I'm divin' and divin', and Hella the sketa like Maggie
I'm in black and it's mainly like Mary
From the slum, I'ma throw with them thugs
Try to let off a bomb in the club
She just want me to fuck her on drugs
I'ma fuck on lil' shorty on mud
Beat the block with the chopper, reload it, pop out in Andy Milonakis
I'm holdin' them sugs, I don't even fuck, we tear that bitch up
Try as you wanna, my nigga
Lil' shorty 100, she called me a hundred, I'm countin' a bond with it
My heart is just in when they know
I'm 100, it's causin' a bond with 'em
We gonna pull up our enemies, start a bomb, go to Saddam with 'em
Hey, hey
I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and
A whole lotta dough on top this table
And I'm finna re-run sit in the lower
Watching the reruns of The Late
And I got some real important things, priorities
I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans
Now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I've been ballin' on these suckas, I'm not stopping
I've been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often
Ooh