A Week Straight Song Lyrics

A Week Straight by Tory Lanez

(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, ya son of a b**ch!
(Hook x2)
Same clothes on me fo’ a week straight
Pray the Lord help me fo’ my peep’s sake
When my momma died I became a soldier
Papa couldn’t save him
I was out there getting paper hold up
(Verse)
Mac11 barcodes in my arsenal
Little nigga Lost Cause, ah it’s Fargo
Pray to Lord erry night repenting erry weekend
We was really in the beef and I was really reachin’
Colt 45 bands from my younger pants
See my older niggas die up in they younger years
Ask my brother what the f**k I’m supposed to tell his motha
Or is sister, and his cousin, plus his little brother
So we ride fo’ him, campaign slide thru
Just the team, just some beef my motha cry fo’
Copin’ with the pain, smokin’ in the rain
Movin’ Macaulay Culkin, hopin’ that it chain
(Hook x2)
Same clothes on me fo’ a week straight
Pray the Lord help me fo’ my peep’s sake
When my momma died I became a soldier
Papa couldn’t save him
I was out there getting paper hold up
(Verse 2)
Should we ride til the wheels fall
Pay these tickets fo’ yo biscuit if it’s will call
And when this thief come and tell ya I’mma little dawg
Stone cold we just wanted that control lil nigga hold up
I’m with my niggas rolling in this whip, it’s stolen
[?] a fifth of Hogan if ya chick is scolding
The whip get open and yo b**ch get open
sh*t, this sh*t is sinister hangin’ ironic
My powers are minister nigga
Fo’ that side I will ride I will finish a nigga
Catch them how I rolled em
Shootin’ photos of the job
Yung Fargo I’m just tryin’ to let it all go, listen
(Hook x2)
Same clothes on me fo’ a week straight
Pray the Lord help me fo’ my peep’s sake
When my momma died I became a soldier
Papa couldn’t save him
I was out there getting paper hold up
(Verse 3)
Little sister crying, she got multiple structures
Taking needles erry night just to hold a discussion
Ya don’t know that pain nigga ya don’t know that rain
Baggin’ niggas fo’ they change ya don’t know that shame
Ya neva f**ked up on a reup ya don’t know that change
Walkin’ into dot nigga ya ain’t show no chain
Ya ain’t sleep in no park ya 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, 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 f**k with the music instead of holding my gun up
She told me that maybe if I prayed, he gon bring the sun up fo’ me
Tryin’ to switch the situation with this gun up on me