Quavo - Nawfside lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Wake up in the morning, gotta thank God Walking out the bando with a .45 Shake a 7/11 in the dog pound It's just another day on the Nawfside I'm for real, n***a, you can ask about us, n***a We earn stripes on the Nawfside Just another day, just another day Just another day on the North Real talk, n***a I know n***as took a loss, n***a On the Nawfside, it's just another day on the Nawfside On the North, it's just another day on the Nawfside [Verse 1: Quavo] It's just another day, what is a day on the north? Wake up in the morning, they kick in the door We looking for money, we looking for gold My n***as 100, my n***as on go My n***as is trapping, dapping, what is you having? Run with the sack and I go hit the hole They calling me Quavo McFadden, no John Madden I run the game Look at my house, take a look at my ring Walk in the North and I know I got rank Pull up in the North and remember the day I play the game like a game of spades And I took me a flight to the Everglades I told 'em that day that it was my way and never get paid of 50k [Hook] [Verse 2: Takeoff] n***a, they bucking, they rubbing, they sacking Taking the pounds and breaking them down What a beautiful day, my AK came equipped with 100 rounds n***as talking like they got the crown Find their body in the lost and found Chopper louder than surround sound It's an undercover in the underground Just another day on the Nawfside rollin' (rolling) Riding around trying to get it in, 2Pac all eyez on me (2Pac) My young n***a hit a 100 band jugg in the club it was stolen Young n***a still strapped by the North side Gwinnett County patrolling [Hook] [Verse 3: Offset] Trapping on Club Drive, Migos the Army got Mob ties We hit the ground, we had to do time Kick in the door a million times My n***a Westside he had to do five The hood were crying when Pistol Pete died You gotta survive ,the streets will eat you alive They say we wear make up, but that was a lie Broke in them houses, no burglar bars You said that you hard, you n***as are frauds I went to the pen and them times were hard I got a bulldog and it's gonna bark You n***as is b**hes, you wear leotards b**hes they mad cause I broke their heart Needed college, I didn't go to Clark Beating the pot like it's martial arts [Hook]