[Chorus (x2)]
Never mind
What we do
Stick to you
Let me live
It's my life
[Lil' Rob (x2)]
It's my life, It's my life
It's what I go through everyday
[Lil' Rob] I'm just an average man, tryin' to do the best I can
It's what I go through everyday
[Lil' Rob]
Now, let me tell you the type of things we go through, you know
[Verse 1: Lil' Rob]
I rap about what's real and what I go through, on the daily
It's crazy
Like my neighborhood back in the 80's
I've seen shit
I lived it, I know it, so I give it
I can't stop, and I won't stop until I finish
In the 90's, you can find
On Hernandez with the homeboys
Lookin' out for the chota
Livin' la vida loca
Within my pockets, someone always had a fusca
You know how it is, you rollin' through, you keep trucha
Bullets flyin', I ain't lyin', I got hit by one
Jefita cried, I almost died, and it was just for fun
We're never doin' what we oughta be
Rest in peace
To my homeboy, Pee Wee, by a cop
In a robery
And honestly
That part of our lifestyle isn't suitable
Don't act like you don't know how it feels to go to a funeral (Silencio)
That's how we're livin' lo
And then we wonder why they look at us like we're some fuckin' criminals
You know, que no?
Never mind
What we do
Stick to you
Let me live
It's my life
[Lil' Rob (x2)]
It's my life, It's my life
It's what I go through everyday
[Lil' Rob] I'm just an average man, tryin' to do the best I can
It's what I go through everyday
[Lil' Rob]
Now, let me tell you the type of things we go through, you know
[Verse 1: Lil' Rob]
I rap about what's real and what I go through, on the daily
It's crazy
Like my neighborhood back in the 80's
I've seen shit
I lived it, I know it, so I give it
I can't stop, and I won't stop until I finish
In the 90's, you can find
On Hernandez with the homeboys
Lookin' out for the chota
Livin' la vida loca
Within my pockets, someone always had a fusca
You know how it is, you rollin' through, you keep trucha
Bullets flyin', I ain't lyin', I got hit by one
Jefita cried, I almost died, and it was just for fun
We're never doin' what we oughta be
Rest in peace
To my homeboy, Pee Wee, by a cop
In a robery
And honestly
That part of our lifestyle isn't suitable
Don't act like you don't know how it feels to go to a funeral (Silencio)
That's how we're livin' lo
And then we wonder why they look at us like we're some fuckin' criminals
You know, que no?
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