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Artist: The Weeknd f/ Daniel Wilson, Kendrick Lamar
Album:  Starboy
Song:   Sidewalks
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
[The Weeknd]
Uh-uh, uh, uh
Uh-uh, uh, yea, yea
I ran out of tears when I was 18
So nobody made me but the main streets
Cause too many people think they made me
Well if they really made me then replace me
Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress
I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen
And if you ain't my nigga then your girl single to me
I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me
Grew up with no father so nobody ever son'd me
My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me
I know you wish that nobody ever love me
I feel useless when I'm never makin' money
Well, this the life we always fantasized
Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes
Every time you see me pullin' up in Aventadors
Just know we been grindin' on them sidewalks
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Sidewalks saved my liiife
They don't ever lie...
Sidewalks saved my liiife
They showed me all the signs...
[Interlude: Daniel Wilson]
They don't, let, me down
But they lead me on
And they don't, let, me do-own
But they lead, me onnnnn
And they lead, me on
[Kendrick Lamar]
Say say say, I come from murder one, brung late night melee
Say say say, we hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae-bae
Say say say, trippin' off dyke and my name strike with payday
Say say say, flippin' blue lightnin', tightenin', strapped with AK
Say say say, OG one told me one, show me one eight ways
How to segue, pussy, power, profit in headache
I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent or life intimate with fame
Light limo tint with light women, dark women in it, awe Kenny, good game
She wanna hang with a +Starboy+, the sun and the moon and star boy
Astronomer, anonymous; I line 'em up, we grind 'em up, there's nine of us
And five of us are probably fucked
she mollied up, I tallied up all the parts boy
Twenty legs, arms, head (head) head, head, more head (head)
Oh God, bless the dead (yup) I'm livin' life, high off life
I wear my chokers off to bed, I'm the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it?
I wanna rock, I wanna rock, I wanna cop more land, I never stop
I want a quick advance on a bill if it ain't one
break everything, I'm a hustler, came from
[Chorus] + [Interlude]