[Intro]
We gon do this one for the north, yeah
Uh, look
[Verse]
Let me tell y'all 'bout a savage that coming straight from the north
Back in second grade, when I jumped off of the porch
Mama use to say "don't back them hoes in the house"
You disrespectful and I'll stick this gun in your mouth
Keep a flag on me, hangin' out with the Crips
Half of all these b*tches probably suckin' my di*k
Let me clear the air so all you hoes understand
I can f*ck you but I cannot be your man
Once upon a time when I was sellin' them drugs
Kept a .4, I had loaded with slugs
Trappin' at the VP, it was just me and cuz
Robbin' n*ggas, b*tch I'm [?], that's what I does
n*ggas actin' out here like they can't be touched
And b*tches actin' out here like they can't be f*cked
Born a big killer, I see all in my eyes
I'ma probably go to trenches, this sh*t kept me alive
[Chorus]
It was just another day in the motherf*ckin' hood
Clutchin' on his pistol, wish you motherf*ckin' would
Stuffin' three grams in this motherf*ckin' wood
Out here in the trenches, pushin' motherf*ckin' drugs
[Verse 2]
Really, in the field, we get the [?]
All I ever wanted was some mase, am I jealous
[?] f*ckin' mouth, thinkin' she makin' me jealous
She the type to f*ck the whole hood if you let her
n*ggas sneak dissin', I don't ever respond
You only want attention b*tch, I see what you want
I make her lick the pickle 'til the semen is gone
Then make take the Uber, I ain't takin' you home
[Chorus]
It was just another day in the motherf*ckin' hood
Clutchin' on his pistol, wish you motherf*ckin' would
Stuffin' three grams in this motherf*ckin' wood
Out here in the trenches, pushin' motherf*ckin' drugs
It was just another day in the motherf*ckin' hood
Clutchin' on his pistol, wish you motherf*ckin' would
Stuffin' three grams in this motherf*ckin' wood
Out here in the trenches, pushin' motherf*ckin' drugs