I Done Made It E.S.G. (TX)

(*Lloyd*)
Now I lay me, down and sleep
And I pray to the Lord, for my soul to keep
But if I should die, before I wake
Pray to the Lord, my soul to take (pray to the Lord, my soul to take)

[E.S.G.]
It's fucked up, how the street life is
Murder after murder, ain't no hope for the kids
Nothing but bad influences, all the role models gone
Can't look to the parents, cause they ain't home
How many grandmothers you'll see, with lil' kids at the sto'
Daddy gone on sherms, his mama gone on blow
Fell through that crack befo', but I had to climb back out
No mo' dumb shit for me, I had to straighten my life back out
Now I'm stronger than ever, mo' focused and willing
Why these other bitch niggas, switch for a half-a-million
And sell they soul, and spread lies on your names
Scared cause you might, take a lil' of they fame
But homie fuck my change, fuck these cars and clothes
24's and low-pros, sold out shows and hoes
Cause when the casket close, and you breathe your last breath
All material shit is gone, nothing but real family left g'yeah

[Hook: Lloyd]
Me and my niggas ride
Even when the sun don't shine, and its cold outside
I never run in or hide, cause some niggas hate it
But I can't get faded, cause I done made it
Steady struggle and strive
Find my way, out these ghetto streets of mine
This is coming from where I'm from (I'm from)
We all walk back in line (yeah)