Lyrical Breakdown of Proud Of Me - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Proud Of Me" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Meek Mill weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Proud Of 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 Meek Mill employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I know you proud of me, look at all the shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, making sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm praying he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm praying I won't see Hell
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me, no, you ain't next to me
But I'm hoping you can see, I'm praying you can see
A million-dollar curses turn to million-dollar dreams
A million dollars on me, but girl, it ain't what it seems
I'm having nightmares
I'm having nightmares of my brother clutching on me
Can't see the snakes up in the grass, so will you show me?
"You can't trust, these niggas ain't your friends," what you told me
Young man, just stay up out the streets, it could get lonely
"You can do whatever you wanna dream of," what you told me
I ain't understand your words back then, but that's the old me
Now look at me now
I'm walking on the stage, they waiting for me like 23 thou'
Too many voices in my head, just know I'm hearing you loud
I'm walking 'round, smile on my face, just know I'm hurting inside
Oh yeah, I'm hurting inside
So I buy diamonds on diamonds on diamonds galore
Chain after chain after chain, what's the worth?
But it seemed to be the only thing that made me happy
I lost my soul when I lost my daddy
I know, I know
I know you proud of me, look at all the shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, making sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm praying he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm praying I won't see Hell
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me (me), no, you ain't next to me (me)
But I'm hoping you can see, I'm praying you can see
Hundred-dollar nightmares turn to million-dollar dreams
Riding past the block where my dad got left on the scene (brrt)
Look at your little boy now, we done turned to kings
Shit turned me a grown man 'fore I was 17
Had to go and play my own hand, I did this for Nasheema and the whole fam
I got everything, but I just really wanna hold hands
With my old man on wedding day while we slow dance
But ain't no love, shot him in his heart, ain't have no chance
So I can't sleep, insomniac, bullet holes out the Pontiac
Swear to God, I'd trade in all these riches to get Robbie back
Swear to God, I'd trade in all these foreigns to get Terry back
I'm hanging out with my daddy, lost life and I'm aware of that
You had told me how to fight
And when you got shot, I thought about that shit every night
Ain't got a Glock, I was hot, but I ain't stop
I just bought your mama a spot and winning out
She was living PHA, now can't nobody kick us out
Scared to show up to your grave 'cause I might try to dig it out
Like you know I did this shit for you
Never heard you say it back, still be like "I miss you too"
And when I catch the nigga that did this to you, he getting sent to you
Skipping school, Daddy dead, fuck the principal
She think I'm missing screws, when really, I'm just missing you
My homie dad gon' pick us up, I want you to give me two
I was kinda mad I ain't had one, it used to hit me too
Nipsey blue Cullinan, I'm in a Ghost, I think of you
Think of bro, I think of Snupe, I think 'bout B, it make me, ooh (shit)
Money rule the world, but you can't pay God with it
I'd spend it all just to get back my nigga
I know you proud of me, look at all the shit I prevailed
The youngest of your seeds, making sure the family eat well
I give 'em what they need, I vow we always be well
I told brodie change his ways, I'm praying he don't see jail
To live another day, I'm praying I won't see Hell
Ain't no telling what I'd do for my family, just know I mean well
No, you ain't next to me, no, you ain't next to me
But I'm hoping you can see, I'm praying you can see