[Intro]
(Yung Kyro)

[Chorus]
Uh, do what it feel like
I swear to God, I swear to God, this what it feel like
This the real life, this shit hit real life
My n***a headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had shit, we ain't had shit
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherfucking daddy
We was on the block, thugging was a habit

[Verse 1]
Real street n***as on the fucking block
Real street n***as gripping on that Glock
Down my rock, right there in his thot
We be posted on the Ave with a 30 Glock
Free all my n***as man I miss them
Swear to God, swear to God, boy I miss them
I'm flexing getting money, gotta do this shit
I'm flexing getting money, gotta get it right

[Chorus]
Uh, do what it feel like
I swear to God, I swear to God, this what it feel like
This the real life, this shit hit real life
My n***a headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had shit, we ain't had shit
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherfucking daddy
We was on the block, thugging was a habit
[Verse 2]
Thugging was a motherfucking habit
I was on the block like a fucking savage
Bitch, I'm a savage, you already know bitch how I'm rocking
I'm throwing fours on the Ave damn near everyday
I be posted on the Ave damn near everyday
Remember nights shooting dice with my n***a Trill
Remember nights shooting dice with my n***a Soulja

[Chorus]
Uh, do what it feel like
I swear to God, I swear to God, this what it feel like
This the real life, this shit hit real life
My n***a headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had shit, we ain't had shit
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherfucking daddy
We was on the block, thugging was a habit

[Outro]
Was a habit, we was on the block, thugging was a habit
We was on the block, thugging was a habit
We was on the block, thugging was a habit
(Yung Kyro)