Time lyrics

[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 sh*t hit real life
My n*gga headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had sh*t, we ain't had sh*t
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherf*cking daddy
We was on the block, thugging was a habit

[Verse 1]
Real street n*ggas on the f*cking block
Real street n*ggas 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*ggas man I miss them
Swear to God, swear to God, boy I miss them
I'm flexing getting money, gotta do this sh*t
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 sh*t hit real life
My n*gga headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had sh*t, we ain't had sh*t
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherf*cking daddy
We was on the block, thugging was a habit
[Verse 2]
Thugging was a motherf*cking habit
I was on the block like a f*cking savage
b*tch, I'm a savage, you already know b*tch 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*gga Trill
Remember nights shooting dice with my n*gga 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 sh*t hit real life
My n*gga headed to the top, we fina ball though
But we ain't had sh*t, we ain't had sh*t
We ain't even have no daddy
We ain't even have no motherf*cking 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)