Lyrical Breakdown of Where I Been - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Where I Been" 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 "Where I Been" 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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Hmm (It's Top, nigga) Oh, oh, I ain't sung in so long Never knew how hard it'd get Never knew it'd come to this Real dark places, where I've been After all, I'm amazed that I conquered it Came from them shootouts, tell 'em book the stage Ready for to blow the roof off Walk from out my cage, tell my celly that I moved out I ain't notice I was fuckin' up my life Or that they knew about it (Lil Top, Lil Top) Grandpa, how you been, man? Made 25, doin' time, I'm a grown man Stare inside my eyes, tell no lies, I was fumblin' I was totin' that fire, rollin' hard off of one Xan' Tryna find my way without no compass I wake up everyday, fuckin' up my cake by doin' dumb shit Tell the last ho she was fake "You ain't my bae, you ain't no woman" I was fucked up 'bout a fate, look at my face, this shit ain't funny I was chasin' after somethin' that I ain't wanted I said I'll face it head on, ain't no runnin' I'm the king of the jungle Where some prisoners end up rumblin' Had to learn everything ain't Finna get solved with my money I got it all, but tell God I'm needin' something Never knew how hard it'd get Never knew it'd come to this Real dark places, where I've been After all, I'm amazed that I conquered it Woah, oh-oh, oh I don't know what it is holdin' my soul But I won't give in no more, oh, oh I gotta go big for my kids, you gon' hear it in these songs On top that mountain, I smoke K2 And know them pills? I popped that I hear somethin' wrong that I don't like I just say, "Where my Glock at?" People come around just for my lifestyle Thinkin' clear I ain't like that Don't none of these people 'posed to be 'round Where the fuck my sister at? Same day, I give 'em fifty grand, same day They stealin' out my bag Same day, I pop like twenty Xans and Don't remember where I'm at But I said no more Go and buy a brand-new home With new locks on the door Got a brand-new phone Out of contact with them hoes Private-seat jet I done flown With my wife chasin' loads Young thug nigga said the life He don't need no more Still gon' ride with the sword I say this my choice Woah, oh-oh, oh I don't know what it is holdin' my soul (I don't know, I don't know) But I won't give in no more, oh, oh I gotta go big for my kids You gon' hear it in these songs I got the key, I'ma pop my shit You try to stop, get knocked, bitch We gon' start this shit off with some shots Already know how Top get (Get) Tell 'em it's been hard for me to cope I don't give no fuck about no ho My son mama snortin' dope I ain't fallin' off, too many flows I'm hearin' shit about my four Know with the five where I reside You can see the pain all in my eyes Know you see the growth, the way I stride I done made it out, but most them nights Inside, I sat up and I cried I been holdin' on for the longest I ain't have no seatbelt on the ride I'll grab them sticks and I'll ride What you know about that? Nigga played, I murdered most of them guys I ain't gotta speak about that I was bumpin' Peep when I was high Gone off of styrofoam bad Admittin' I'm tired, you got it, gangster I ain't tryna be with all that Never knew how hard it'd get Never knew it'd come to this Real dark places, where I've been After all, amazed that I conquered it Oh-oh-oh, oh I don't know what it is holdin' my soul I'm not givin' in no more, oh, oh Gotta go big for my kids You gon' hear it in these songs