TMB Lil Rob - Life I'm Living

The life that living
I packed up the money and made me a business
Price on his head gotta make a decisions
Bae if I die, just wait till I'm finished
Blood on my hand you might cry if I rinse it
Mask on my face gotta finish the mission
Left it behind me but I swear I miss it
Life is a joke I just hope that you get it
Baby I'm cold I'm shivering
Maybe the pills or the sipping
Maybe it's me or I'm tripping
Maybe the times that I'm missing
Packing those shows you missed it
I think back reminesing
Back in the yo, when you kiss me
All this drink I'm tipsy
All those cards I'm flipping
All of these blues like nipsey
Wrapping things up no Christmas

All of the lean we drink
It was so Easter pink
All of this pain we made
Pray we don't forget a thing
Wait just change the scene
I had to feed the fiends
I was just 27
I had no time to grieve
Why she had to leave
Seem like they after me

Baby you hate when im running around
Boxing with demons they down for the count
My homie he cried while puffing some loud
He just lost his brother, he pray to the cloud
He yelling some prices might burn down the town
I want him to stop but I told em I'm proud
He told me no preaching cause he got a reason
Mask on his face, he told me he need it
Mama I'm sorry back in the field
Seeing the truma this death it is real
The life that I'm living it could get me killed
Nothing was promised, the gun is concealed
Nothing was promised just promise to listen
I told you my problems you told me to fix it
I stay in the yo you might hate if I end it
Maybe I'm ready to pack the equipment

Showed you the water you told me to drown
All of this music I'm thinking I'm now
Can't leave the team, I can't leave the sound
Ray always told me that we had the crown
It's TMB but I'm stepping down
Nothing was promised might stay in the house
So introverted can't stay in the crowd
All of these bars I was putting out

All of the bars that I told you
Late nights sleeping you cry and I hold you
They was out shooting we loading up pro tools
Girl I remember the times I was vocal
Stacking up money gotta die as a mogul
Now I can't reach you, you turned off your mobile
I hope that you great, all the times that I showed you
I'm taking break, I just needed my closure
I needed a break I'm breaking chains
They calling me Rob, I needed a name
This not jumanji can't die in the game
I'm leaving the raps I'm changing my lanes
Changing my life I'm changing my ways
Gun on my lap, not moving the same
All of this music, when I'm dropping again
Might be my last, till I'm popping again

Written by:
Robert Miner

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