E.S.G. - I Done Made It lyrics

rate me

[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 niggaz, 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 niggaz ride

Even when the sun don't shine, and its cold outside

I never run in or hide, cause some niggaz 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)

[E.S.G.]

If a nigga snitch on you, (I'll ride for that)

Pull a gun and don't shoot, you might (die from that)

Come up short with my money, (I might let you make it)

Fuck with me or my family, your life I'll take it

Niggaz'll try to fuck your bitch, behind your back

Then say he got love, and talk behind your back

Me and my homie caught a weed case, (on the Boulevard)

But I was on probation, (and he ain't take his charge)

Wishing I could ask the Lord, (why it be that way mayn)

When you help these niggaz out, they don't appreciate it mayn

That go for any nigga, a friend or foe

You try to play me like a hoe, you tongue kiss the 4-4

But is that contradiction, (cause you can take it how you wanna)

Like that TV show The Wire, (I'ma fight for my corners)

Trying to build up my team, so we well connected

Don't feel E.S.G. or Sin, bitch niggaz better exit g'yeah

[Hook]

[E.S.G.]

If a nigga snitch on you, (I'll ride for that)

Pull a gun and don't shoot, you might (die from that)

Come up short with my money, (I might let you make it)

Fuck with me or my family, your life I'll take it

[Hook]