A Week Straight

(album: Lost Cause - 2014)

[Intro:]
No, I believe nothing in art is inappropriate. I paint what I see
We're going to have to insist that the face be removed
Absolutely not!
Look you son of a bitch

[Hook:]
Same clothes on me for a week straight
Pray the Lord help me for my peep's sake
When my mama died I became a soldier
Papa couldn't save him
I was out there getting paper hol' up
[x2]

[Verse 1:]
Mac 11 barcodes in my arsenal
Lil' nigga Lost Cause ah it's Fargo
Pray to Lord every night repenting every weekend
We was really in the beef and I was really reaching
Colt.45 bands from my younger pants
See my older niggas die up in they younger years
Ask my brother what the fuck I'm supposed to tell his mother
Or is sister, and his cousin, plus his little brother
So we ride for him, campaign slide thru
Just the team, just some beef my mother cry for
Coping with the pain, smoking in the rain
Moving Macaulay Culkin, hoping that it chain

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Should we ride til the wheels fall
Pay these tickets for your biscuit if it's will call
And when this thief come and tell you I'm a lil dog
Stone cold we just wanted that control lil nigga hold up
I'm with my niggas rolling in this whip, it's stolen
Off a fifth of Hogan if you chick is scolding
The whip get open and your bitch get open
Shit, this shit is sinister hanging ironic
My powers are minister nigga
For that side I will ride I will finish a nigga
Catch them how I rolled em
Shooting photos of the job
Young Fargo I'm just tryna let it all go, listen

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Lil sister crying, she got multiple structures
Taking needles every night just to hold a discussion
You don't know that pain nigga you don't know that rain
Bagging niggas for they change you don't know that shame
You never fucked up on a re-up you don't know that change
Walking into dot nigga you ain't show that chain
You ain't sleep in no park you had a home to stay
I was down and dirty tryna get a pound of 30
Niggas hated on me, threw dirt on my name
There's hurt in my veins, lighting this purple the flame
I'm confused in this lost world
My daddy's daughter was a lost girl
And she my sister she love me when I was younger
And told me fuck with the music
Instead of holding my gun up
She told me that maybe if I prayed
He gon bring the sun up for me
Tryna switch the situation with this gun up on me