[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

[Chorus]
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 gettin' paper, hol' up
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 gettin' paper, hol' up

[Verse 1]
MAC-11, barcodes in my arsenal
Lil' n***a Lost Cause, Arg Fargo
Pray to Lord every night, repentin' every weekend
We was really in the beef and I was really reachin'
Colt .45, bands from my younger peers
See my older n***as die up in they younger years
Ask my brother what the fuck I'm supposed to tell his mother
Know his sister and his cousin, plus his little brother
So we ride for him, caravan slide door
Just the team, just some beef my mother cry for
Copin' with the pain, smokin' in the rain
Movin' Macaulay Culkin, hopin' that it chain
[Chorus]
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 gettin' paper, hol' up

[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'ma lil dog
Stone cold, we just wanted that control, lil n***a, hold up
I'm with my n***as rollin' in this whip, it's stolen
Off a fifth of Hogan, if you chick is scoldin'
The whip get open and your bitch get open
Shit, this shit is sinister, ain't it ironic
My pops was a minister, n***a
For that side, I will ride, I will finish a n***a
Catch them how I rolled 'em
Shootin' photos of the job, hold it
Young Fargo, I'm just tryna let it all go, listen

[Chorus]
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 gettin' paper, hol' up
[Verse 3]
Lil sister cryin', she got multiple structures
Takin' needles every night just to hold a discussion
You don't know that pain n***a you don't know that rain
Beggin' n***as for they change, you don't know that shame
You never fucked up on a re-up you don't know that change
Walkin' in The Dot, n***a, 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
N***as hated on me, threw dirt on my name
There's hurt in my veins, lightin' 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 holdin' 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