Proud Of Me

Album: Some Days I'm Good, Some Days I'm Not (2025)
Charted: 87
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  • I know you proud of me, look at all the shit I prevailed
    The youngest of your seeds, makin' 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 prayin' he don't see jail
    To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
    Ain't no tellin' 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 hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' 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 havin' nightmares
    I'm havin' nightmares of my brother clutchin' 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 walkin' on the stage, they waitin' for me, like twenty-three thou'
    Too many voices in my head, just know I'm hearin' you loud
    I'm walkin' 'round, smile on my face, just know I'm hurtin' inside
    Oh yeah, I'm hurtin' 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 make 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, makin' 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 prayin' he don't see jail
    To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
    Ain't no tellin' 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 hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' you can see

    Hunnid dollar nightmares turn to million dollar dreams
    Ridin' past the block where my dad got left on the scene (brrt)
    Look at your lil' boy now, we done turned to kings
    Shit turned me a grown man 'fore I was seventeen
    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 weddin' 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 hangin' out with my daddy, lost his life and I'm aware of that
    You had taught 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 mom a spot, and winnin' now
    She was livin' PHA, now can't nobody kick us out
    Scared to show up to your grave 'cause I might try to dig you 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 gettin' sent to you
    Skippin' school, daddy dead, fuck the principal
    She think I'm missin' screws, when really, I'm just missin' you
    My homie dad gon' pick us up, I want you to get me too
    I was kinda mad I ain't have one that used to hit me too
    Nipsey, Blue, Cullinan, I'm in the Ghost, I think of you
    Think of bro, I think of Snupe, I think 'bout Ben, 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 niggas

    I know you proud of me, look at all the shit I prevailed
    The youngest of your seeds, makin' 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 prayin' he don't see jail
    To live another day, I'm prayin' I won't see Hell
    Ain't no tellin' 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 hopin' you can see, I'm prayin' you can see Writer/s: Francis Leblanc, Marco Pierre, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Rodney Montreal
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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