Lyrical Breakdown of I Made It - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "I Made It" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Lil Durk weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "I Made It" 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 Lil Durk employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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(Young Chop on the beat)
Yeah
Feel like a celebration
I made it (they mad)
Told them I'ma make it
(Broke niggas ain't gon' make it that far)
Turn up
They hatin' already, make me feel that I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
Niggas say I made it, got these niggas hatin'
Money team, I swear it feels like a bank that raised me
Who'd a thought, the top spot, that I'd make it?
Bro'nem got that 30 and bro'nem go crazy
But I ain't really worried bout 'em
Always got beef, but I ain't hear about 'em
Chanel belt match the red bottoms
She with you to get the bread out you
Strip club, throw a couple thousand
You could see they face when the bread pilin'
See these 50's with the swearholic
Broke ass nigga, they be cab drivers
Everything foreign, come from different countries
All these bad bitches, gettin' different money
If you niggas hatin', go and get some money
If you niggas hatin', go and get some money (squad, squad, squad, squad)
They hatin' already, make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it
They hatin', I made it, I hate 'em for hatin'
"I changed my mind," crazy, why the fuck you got statements?
And I started from the bottom, why the fuck they hatin' on me?
Long time ago, had nothin' to snack on
Had nobody to lean my back on
No dyke, put the strap on
'Cause it's hard out here
Rich nigga you let you starve out here
Gotta play ya part out here
Can't let 'em put ya cards out here
'Cause I made it, it's a celebration
Why the fuck they hatin' on me? (Let's get it)
All the fancy cars, fancy clothes, fancy hoes, I got it
Everything I got right now, as a kid, I couldn't imagine
And I gotta have it, my shootas toe taggin'
And you niggas might win, but my nigga's soul priceless
And y'all on the light shit
Red bottoms, fuck all that Mike shit
I made this song, I'on't write shit
Yeah I'm arrogant, 'cause I made it
They hatin' already, make me feel like I made it already
I came from nothin', climb to the top 'cause I made it already
They ain't wanna believe me, I'm their favorite already
Cars and hoes and jewels and clothes, I made it already
I made it, I made it
I made it, I made it
I'm poppin' bottles, I'm faded
I made it, I made it