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Diplo Weighs In On Weeknd & Usher Beef

As Vulture rightfully points out, R&B beef just doesn’t hit the same as rap beef. For those that need some catching up, in a new interview with Variety, the Weeknd recalled one of the first moments he felt his music’s impact on the genre, throwing some shade in the process. “House of Balloons literally changed the sound of pop music before my eyes,” he said. “I heard ‘Climax,’ that [2012] Usher song, and was like, ‘Holy f—, that’s a Weeknd song.’ It was very flattering, and I knew I was doing something right, but I also got angry.”

And that was all it took for fans to go off to the races, stanning their respective artists on either side and the media ate it up as the two artists beefing. In reality, it was a mostly innocuous comment and Usher’s only retort was singing “Climax” a cappella on his Instagram story last night.

Still, Weeknd ended up trending on Twitter. And today, Diplo is trending along with him because, surprise, he worked on “Climax” with Usher.

“The production on Climax lends itself to House of Balloons era @theweeknd,” he tweeted. “When I heard those early records they blew my mind – soulful in their silences, and a spacey iconic voice that felt uniquely internet. the idea of R&B having dark edges was what I wanted to bring to @usher.”

the production on Climax lends itself to House of Balloons era @theweeknd. when I heard those early records they blew my mind – soulful in their silences, and a spacey iconic voice that felt uniquely internet. the idea of R&B having dark edges was what I wanted to bring to @usher

— Thomas Wesley (@diplo) April 9, 2020

The Weeknd returned to put what should have been the nail in the coffin, lamenting the media that “blows things out of proportion and takes things out of context.” He offered some warm words on Usher’s behalf and that should have been it.

Of course media blows things out of proportion and takes things out of context. Usher is a King and always an inspiration so it was flattering to hear what him and Diplo did on climax. XO https://t.co/GdLX4xD58a

— The Weeknd (@theweeknd) April 9, 2020

And yet, one of the cowriters on the track, Ariel Rechtshaid, claimed that the song was “inspired in the room without any subconscious or conscious outside influence,” which is… pretty much impossible to claim that you’re not subconsciously inspired by anything. It’s subconscious. You’re literally not conscious of it.

i tweet this with the utmost respect to all parties involved. climax was inspired in the room without any subconscious or conscious outside influence.

— Ariel RechtshAid (@arielrechtshaid) April 9, 2020

Hopefully this is the end of the whole ordeal and we can all go on with our lives.

 

Photo courtesy of Coachella

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The Weeknd Pulls Plug On Selena Gomez Relationship Before Bieber


The Weeknd has reportedly ended his relationship with Selena Gomez from before the actress and Justin Bieber started hooking up again.

News of the couple’s demise came last weekend just days after she was spotted hanging out with her on-again off-again ex-boyfriend Justin Bieber. The Weeknd fans were quick to blame Justin Bieber for the breakup, but it turns out that the pop star had nothing to do with it except the fact that he make a good rebound for Gomez. TMZ reported that the XO singer pulled the plug on the relationship a few weeks ago after the two grew apart.

Their relationship has been fizzling out since around summer mostly due to his extensive touring and her shooting and new movie. They started talking a lot less and spending less time together. Sources say he called her up a few weeks ago to explain his stance on the relationship and why he is breaking up with her. The Weeknd felt like he was enjoying single life a lot more than he thinks and the relationship was putting a strain on him. The two have remained friendly since their split but with Justin Bieber coming back in the picture that will likely change.

Abel was spotted last night in the club grinding on a mystery female so he has been handling it pretty well.

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Rich Chigga – Chaos

[Intro]
Yeah, happy birthday to me
I’m 18 now
And women can legally have sex with me
Shout out Based God

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the XO, so when I’m bout’ to call my ex hoe
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

[Verse 1]
You can’t get rid of me
I ain’t going nowhere
And I’m always multiplying like I always fornicate
Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States
Two on one, take all day
And I’m just spittin’ out the maze (maze)
She like sippin’ outta a mason jar
She a hippy, she gon’ suck for some granola bars
Let the freaky got me curious like I’m on Mars
Saying, I forgot my roots, Goddamn, you went too far

[Bridge]
Aye, then you went too far
Got these people all around me, man, they treat me like a star
Dressed like I don’t give a damn, but I’ll be ballin’ like LaVar
Got to wait about three years, until I could go to the bar

[Verse 2]
Damn, make all my own shit
I get all the profits
If you actin’ lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch
Movin’ with the tactics, got girls on all my fabrics
Go ham on the mic, just like I’m sitting in the cockpit, aye
Used to hate the camera, now your boy’s a natural
Now your boy is on the road two months and I’mma get the dough
Try to put me in a box
I’ll go always break the lock
Call me D-Wayne, ’cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock
Oh my God, man, his voice so deep
I thought he was 21 plus
Why he be so clean?
Wanna let him spank on my bump
He just turned 18
But for him, I catch a case, damn (holding up)

[Pre-Chorus]
Aye, that was the sound of yo’ bitch
And everybody, that heard, what I did
I don’t like being so ignorant, but you gonna make me go back to my bullshit again

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the XO, so when i’m bout to call my ex hoe
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

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Rich Chigga – Chaos Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, happy birthday to me
I’m 18 now
And women can legally have sex with me
Now shut up

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

[Verse 1]
You can’t get rid of me
I ain’t going nowhere
And I’m always multiplying like I always fornicate
Cake, cake up on this belt, the day I landed in the States
Two on one, take all day
And I’m just spittin’ out the maze (maze)
She like sippin’ outta a mason jar
She ain’t hippy, she gon’ suffer some granola bars
Let the freakie got me curious like I’m on Mars
Saying, I forgot my roots, Goddamn, you went too far

[Bridge]
Aye, then you went too far
Got these people all around me, man, they treat me like a star
Dressed like I don’t give a damn, but I’ll be ballin’ like LaVar
Got to wait about three years, until I could go to the bar

[Verse 2]
Damn, make all my own shit
I get all the profits
If you actin’ lazy, then do not expect your props, bitch
Movin’ with the tactics, got girls on all my fabrics
Go ham on the mic, just like I’m sitting in the cockpit, aye
Used to hate the camera, now your boy’s a natural
Now your boy is on the road two months and I’mma get the dough
Try to put me in a box
I’ll go always break the lock
Call me D-Wayne, ’cause she licking on my Johnson like The Rock
Oh my God, man, his voice so deep
I thought he was 21 plus
Why he be so clean?
Wanna let him spank on my bump
He just turned 18
But for him, I catch a case, damn (holding up)

[Pre-Chorus]
Aye, that was the sound of you, bitch
And everybody, that heard, what I did
I don’t like being so ignorant, but you gonna make me go back to my bullshit again

[Chorus]
I’ll be riding right down Melrose with a thickie main, bro
Sittin’ on my lap’, but she just tryna be my friend, though
Bumping on the ex, so when about to call my XO
Mommy, daddy home, I barely see them like a rainbow

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Snoop Dogg – Trash Bags (feat. K Camp)

[Intro: Female Voice]
You gotta come to [?] right now
It’s poppin’, [??] money left to right
I say you bring that bag
Music Major

[Hook: K Camp & Snoop Dogg]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Twenties, count that
Hundreds, count that
Dollars, count that
Money, count that
Paper
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Passion, Angy, Keshia, Brandy
Tangy, paradise, obsession and candy
Lily, butterfly
What are you, what am I?
Bella, Lauren, Linda Rose
On the stage, on the pole
Oceanate, Pina Colada
At the top, on the bottom
Ace of diamonds, keep ’em shinin’
Crazy girls oh yeah we got ’em
Daisy it’s crazy, and so as the home gon’ red
Don’t fuck around when it come around to pickin’ up that bread
It’s yours

[Hook: K Camp & Snoop Dogg]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Twenties, count that
Hundreds, count that
Dollars, count that
Money, count that
Paper
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
Peaches and Desiree, baby girl that’s from the A
KeKe and Showtime, there’s no time like today
Champagne, Tyra, Coco and Chocolate
Stina and Devina, I’m lovin’ how ya’ll poppin’ it
XO, Hennessy, Patrón and lime after
Baby say, "roll the J", tangerine with pineapple
Daisy it’s crazy, and so as the home gon’ red
Don’t fuck around when it come around to pickin’ up that bread
It’s yours

[Hook: K Camp]
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that
Count that up, count that up, count that up
Count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

[Outro: K Camp]
Count that, count that, count that, count that
Trash bag, full of cash, full of cash
Count that

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Mailbox – Chief Keef lyrics

Lyrics Chief Keef – Mailbox

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox.

Niggas be really knowin’, b*tches be really goin
Look up and the ceiling gone, that a*s I’m feelin’ on
Need a Christina Milian, I could pop me a wheelie on
Bout to go get some more chains
Like I ain’t got enough jewelry on
Went to the trap last night, and I looked up it was dawn
Got a U-Haul backing in, with equipment & more laundry
You know we ain’t really for none, All I know is get paper
I know killas and they owe me big favors, b*tches XO me like Weeknd
I’m somewhere out eating, stay yo a*s in 2 feet
Or go yo a*s on the deep end, someone hand me a ashtray
That’s my boys who passed away, keep my mouth laminated
Till the day I’m eliminated.

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailbox.

What’s yo address nigga? Where you live at nigga?
We ain’t tryna hear that nigga, you know I’m a real a*s nigga
Know I gotta get cash nigga, You know I want it real bad nigga
My young niggas run down on you, treat you like a lil a*s nigga
b*tches see the ice, they see the cars, they see the Benz they in the mood
They get in, into the spot, that’s where the cars gon’ take us to
I need top, I told them b*tches that like it was breaking news
And you know I be about my chicken, b*tch no Ramen noodles
Jail cell not even bigger than my pantry versuri-lyrics.info
We can’t leave no trace I guess them gloves come in handy
It’s lovely now, b*tches be loving me now aye, had the b*tch suckin me up
She might end up shutting me down ayeee.

No I can’t come down, b*tch I’m too turnt up
Judge gon give me life, Foreign door Murders
Sitting at a red light, pourin’ this purp up
See this LV on my boxers, Why I’m lifting my shirt up
Cops try to search us, h**s tryna twerk us
Walk in with all this ice, Did it on purpose
Got spikes like red hot, need to keep ya tail ..
Have folks nem deliver this to you, put it in ya mailboxxx.
Chief Keef lyrics
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Gucci Mane – Curve (feat. The Weeknd)

[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! Brrr! Go!

[Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like "next, please" (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, "Woo!"
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, "Gucci just arrived" (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Deion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, "Woo!"
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? (You know Wop)

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Gucci Mane – Curve Lyrics

[Intro: Gucci Mane & The Weeknd]
Huh, Gucci
XO (yeah)
1-0 (yeah)
1-7 (yeah)
Brrr! Brrr! Go!

[Verse 1: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
The kid back on the whiskey
Virginia Black got me tipsy
I’m in L.A. like I’m Nipsey
Spanish girls wanna kiss me
A nigga wanna come and diss me
And put a hex like a gypsy
They kill themselves, no wrist bleed
Got suicides on my SV
She do it all for the Fendi
She do it all for the Gucci (Gucci!)
Baby girl wanna choose me
She wanna use and abuse me
I know she wanna text me (wow)
I know she wanna sex me (damn)
50 thou’ make her neck freeze
Fuck her once like “next, please” (brrr, brrr)
My nigga, who would’ve thought? (Huh?)
My nigga, who would’ve thought now? (Now)
I’ll be right back at the top now
I’ll be right back at the top now
I got your girl on my finger
Blowin’ my phone like she’s single
Blowin’ my phone like I’m Cee-Lo (damn)
Somebody needs to come get her (like damn)

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (brrr)
I need to know for certain (it’s Gucci!)
Tell me, are you worth it?

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Say I, a star was born last night
Way you showed out on that dick, girl, you performed last night
That’s why you deserve that first class flight
Bye bye, ’cause I just quenched your thirst last night
I’m in Dubai
Somebody tell the prince that the kingpin has arrived
If I lived over here, I’d prolly have one hundred wives (damn!)
Walkin’ in the club and they like, “Gucci just arrived” (Gucci!)
I ordered up a dub and then I threw it in the sky
I told her I’m iight, now she look like she surprised (I’m iight)
She look like a model, but a devil in disguise
All these chains on me, I look like Dion in his prime
You know you came to fuck, so why the fuck we wastin’ time?
I got the kind of wood that make a woman lose her mind
I’m young, rich and handsome, baby, I’m one of a kind
Just keep it real with me, baby, it won’t cost you a dime (Gucci!)
I know you got expensive taste and I don’t even mind

[Chorus: The Weeknd & Gucci Mane]
Like, “Woo!”
With the curve (with the curve)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work (got that work)
I know you want the Birkin
Baby, are you worth it?
With the curve (with the curve, it’s Gucci!)
I know you don’t deserve it, know you don’t deserve it
I got that work
I need to know for certain
Tell me, are you worth it? (You know Wop)

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Lil Uzi Vert & The Weeknd Stars In “XO Tour Llif3″ Video



Lil Uzi Vert drop the long awaited video for his mega hit “XO Tour Llif3” starring The Weeknd.

Uzi has been having a great year and this song is perhaps his biggest hit to date. The rapper recorded the single while he was on tour with The Weeknd for the European leg of his “Starboy: Legend of the Fall Tour.” The four-minute cut was produced by Off-White Films and directed by Virgil Abloh. The gory video gives fans a graphic glimpse what life is like behind the scenes while the Philly rapper was touring with the XO leader.

In one scene Lil Uzi Vert walks through the streets wearing a glittering shirt and vest while Arabic letters floats at the bottom of the screen. In another scene you can see dead bodies in a bathtub with blood everywhere. Pretty sure that didn’t happen on tour, but it compliments the gory theme. “XO Tour Llif3” is featured on Uzi’s debut album Luv Is Rage 2 released last month. The single has since been certified double-platinum and reached the top ten on Billboard Hot 100 chart. The album also debut at number one on the Billboard 200 album chart this week after selling 135,000 copies including streaming equivalent units in the first week.

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ASAP Ferg – What Do You Do (feat. Nav) (Still Striving Album)

[Intro: Lil Uzi Vert, NAV & Future]
If Young Metro don’t trust you, I’m gon’ shoot you
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
I came from the dirt, know I put in work
Like I’m A$AP Ferg, like I’m A$AP Ferg
Know I put in work
Know I put in work
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in work
Diamonds different colors, so my neck look like Starburst
Kicked it one time, with your girlfriend
And she fucked me for a purse
I could hit that thing forever, when I’m on the perc

[Verse 1: NAV & Lil Uzi Vert]
I used to put in work
Now my young boys do the dirt (brown boy)
Fully automatic, pull up hit you with a burst
Put you on a shirt, you a lil’ boy, you a smurf
She used to put me down, and now she lifting up her skirt
Pull up and I swerve, leave her feelings hurt
She fucked me for a purse, she fucked me for a XO shirt
I see you wearing Off-White, but you know, I bought it first
I seen you post a picture, and I had to change my shirt
I can’t punch him in his face, he gonna sue me now
Took your bitch to Nobu, fuck me for some sushi now
I hit it once, and now I can’t stand her now
They pay me fifty thousand, just to stand around

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
I came from the dirt, know I put in work
Like I’m A$AP Ferg, like I’m A$AP Ferg
Know I put in work
Know I put in work
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in work
Diamonds different colors, so my neck look like Starburst
Kicked it one time, with your girlfriend
And she fucked me for a purse
I could hit that thing forever, when I’m on the perc

[Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
Heard you got that AP swerve, that was my watch first
Heard you got that Lambo’, skrt, that was my drive first
Chopper beat that bitch to spurs, clip hang to the curb
That girl know, I put in work, like I’m A$AP Ferg
Your girlfriend say, I’m handsome
Fuck any girl, so random
Rock any clothes, I’m random
I rock that Demna right on my sandal
Don’t give me the top then cancel
My momma said these niggas can’t stand you
And I’m laughing right to the bank
All my chains on like I’m Shabba Ranks

[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Tell me what it’s worth
Tell me what it’s worth
I came from the dirt, know I put in work
Like I’m A$AP Ferg, like I’m A$AP Ferg
Know I put in work
Know I put in work
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in, yeah
Know I put in work
Diamonds different colors, so my neck look like Starburst
Kicked it one time, with your girlfriend
And she fucked me for a purse
I could hit that thing forever, when I’m on the perc

[Outro: NAV]
I came up from the dirt, yeah
I came up from the dirt, yeah
Put in work like A$AP Ferg, yeah
You’re getting on my nerves, yeah
No pancakes, I want syrup, yeah
Mix some molly with the percs, yeah
Diss me take you off this earth, yeah
I came up from the dirt, yeah
I came up from the dirt, yeah
Came up from the dirt, yeah
Came up from the dirt, yeah
Put in work like A$AP Ferg, yeah
I got Vs on all my shirts, yeah
No pancakes, I want syrup, yeah
Mix some molly with the percs, yeah
Diss me take you off this earth, yeah
I came up from the dirt, yeah
I came up from the dirt, yeah

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Quentin Miller – Expression 5.5 (feat. Trae Tha Truth)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P— (alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, axe the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah

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Quentin Miller – Expression 5

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
One three one seven man
Man, man, yeah

[Verse 1]
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the Clicks..
Mac, iPhone, PC
Clocked in middle of the night
2am going on 3
You wouldn’t understand my life
Wouldn’t understand, yeah
‘Bout to move to LA, ATL get too cold man
Middle man sittin’ in the way
Middle aged Quentin on the way
Nigga finna turn 28
Can’t be sittin’ in the same place
Can’t take a break no, no
Can’t take a break (whoa)
Back in the kitchen like Deen
Fuck these niggas like Dean
Legendary like Mike Dean
You ain’t seen the shit that I seen
I could never work at a desk
Nigga found a way to cheat death
Music only thing I got left, damn
Jump right back to the beats
20 somethin’ songs in a week
Checks comin in from the clicks
Mac, iPhone, PC
Mac, iPhone, P-(alright)

[Beat Switch]

[Verse 2]
(Yeah)
I made this beat and song yesterday
2017 we in a different age
Directly to my fans, ask the middle man
Yeah, XO’s for all my women friends
Respects owed to us we doing
What they said we can’t, man
Shout out Boi-1da he set the play up if it…
Wasn’t for him I’d still be minimum wage
Till this day
Big blessings, I’m seeing big blessings
Grind harder, stack, leave my kids blessings
Put some respect up on my name
Quentin million dollar Miller
Keep the change, peep the change, damn
Peep the change, yeah

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Drake – Lose You (More Life Album)

[Intro]
I don’t care what society thinks. They’re nothing anyway. They’re no better than me. Out there you just have to fit into a pattern that somebody’s already laid out for you. Life we live, you have to set your own patterns, your own ideals. You have to handle the whole job yourself. (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like Trick Daddy and Trina
Oli North pull in, like, 10 million a season
Queen Street visions that nobody believed in
If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eatin’
Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd
The city gets stronger when everybody is speakin’
Not when everybody out here beefin’
We got it, now we just gotta keep it
America’s most wanted, man, I’m still on the run
All these number ones and we still not the ones
No hard feelings, but I’ll still get you spun
Went and got diplomas, and we still goin’ dumb
Please never label niggas who lay down for a livin’
My competition, it’s beyond offensive
I’m in it for the glory, not the honor mention
Not tryna be fourth and inches, I’m tryna go the distance
Yeah, distance, I’m on a different mission
This the remix to "Ignition," hot and fresh out the kitchen
How you forget to fill up with gas on the road to riches?
Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it
Too late for condolences when it’s over with
I need to start sayin’ shit when I notice it
Be open with people I need some closure with
Be honest with myself and take ownership
Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn
I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first
Excitin’ times, revitalized
Trust this little light of mine is gonna shine positively
I’m just takin’ what God will give me
Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey
Better attitude, we’ll see where it gets me
I know catchin’ flies with honey is still sticky
I wrote the book on world-class finesses
And tasteful gestures and makin’ efforts
And never placin’ second
And even better knowin’ you’re first but then takin’ second
Inspirin’ and never takin’ credit
I know I deserve more, I just never said it
Two middle fingers as I make a exit, yeah

[Chorus]
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

[Verse 2]
Winnin’ is problematic
People like you more when you workin’ towards somethin’
Not when you have it
Way less support from my peers
In recent years as I get established
Unforgivin’ times, but fuck it, I manage
Why is my struggle different than others’?
Only child that’s takin’ care of his mother
As health worsens and bills double
That’s not respectable all of a sudden?
I don’t get a pat on the back for the come up?
What do you see when you see me?
When did all the things I mean
From the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?
Maybe I share it with too many people
Back then it used to just feel like our secret
Back when I would write
And not think about how they receive it
I be tryna manifest the things I needed
And look, now, I mean, it’s hard to believe it even for me
But you’re mindful of it all when your mind full of it all
How they go from not wantin’ me at all
To wantin’ to see me lose it all?
Things get dark, but my aura just starts glowin’
I’m overcome with emotions
Ones I can’t access when I’m stoned sober
Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra
I could only speak what I know of
Man, we wrote the book on calculated thinkin’
And icy Heineken drinkin’, and rival neighborhoods linkin’
And puttin’ your trust in someone
With the risk of financially sinkin’
All you did was write the book on garbage-ass Rollies
Ego strokin’, picture postin’
Claimin’ that you’d do it for motivational purposes only
But you just had to show me
See, I know, ’cause I study you closely
I know when someone lyin’
I notice people standin’ for nothin’ and gettin’ tired
I know what we’re both thinkin’ even when you’re quiet
Sometimes I gotta just make sure that I didn’t lose you

[Chorus]
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

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DRAKE – Lose You lyrics

No snow tires, the rain slip-slide like trick daddy and treener
Ali know I’ve put like 20 million a season
Queens Street visions that nobody believed in
If we not on the charts, my XO niggas eatin’
Fifty-two consecutive weekends, shout out to Weeknd
The city gets stronger when everybody is speakin’, not when everybody out here beefin’
America’s most wanted, man I’m still on the run
All these number ones and we still not the ones
No hard feelings but I’ll still get you spun
When they got diplomas, but we still goin’ dumb
Please never label who lay down for a living
My competition is beyond defensive
I’m in it for the glory, not the honor mention
Not trying to be fourth for inches, I’m tryna go the distance
Yeah, distance, I’m on a different mission
This the remix to Ignition, hot and fresh out the kitchen
How you forget to fill up with gas on a road to riches?
Too overly ambitious, too late to fix it
Too late for condolences when it’s over with
I need to start sayin’ this shit when I notice it
Be open with people I need some closure with
Be honest with myself and take ownership
Opinions started to burn when tables started to turn
I really used to feel like they loved a nigga at first
Exciting times, revitalized
Trust this little light of mine is going to shine positively
I’m just takin’ what God will give me
Grateful like Jerry, Bob and Mickey
Better attitude, we’ll see where it gets me
I know catching flies with honey is still sticky
I wrote the book on world-class finesses and tasteful gestures and makin’ efforts
And never placin’ second
And even better knowin’ you’re first but then takin’ second
Inspiring and never takin’ credit
I know I deserve more but then never said it
Two middle fingers as I make an exit
Yeah

Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

Winning is problematic people like you more when you working towards something not when you have it
Way less important for my peers in recent years as I get established
Unforgiving times but fuck it I manage
Why is my struggle different to others?
Only child that’s taking care of his mother as health worsens and bills double
That’s not respectable all of a sudden?
I don’t get a pat on the back for the come up?
What do you see when you see me?
When did all the things I mean from the bottom of my heart start to lose meaning?
Maybe I share it with too many people
Back then it used to just feel like our secret
Back when I would write and not think about how they receive it
I be tryna manifest the things I needed
And look now I mean it’s hard to believe it even for me
But you’re mindful of it all when your mind full of it all
How did they go from not wanting me at all to wanting to see me lose it all?
Things get dark but my aura just starts glowing I’m overcome with emotions
Ones I can’t access when I’m stoned sober
Jealous ones still envy and niggas turn king cobra
I could only speak what I know of
Then we wrote a book on calculated thinking and icy Heineken drinking
And rival neighborhoods linking
And putting your trust into someone with the risk of financially sinkin’
All you did was write the book on garbage ass Rollies
Ego strokin’, picture postin’
Claiming that you’d do it for motivational purposes ony, but you just had to show me
See I know cause I study you closely, I know when someone lyin’
I notice people standing for nothing and gettin’ tired
I know what we’re both thinking even when you’re quiet
Sometimes I just gotta make sure that I didn’t lose you

Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?
Did I? Did I?
Did I lose you?

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Future – Incredible Lyrics

[Intro]
It’s a light day
Ain’t got on nothin’ but about $700 thousand worth
That’s it
You know what I’m sayin’?

[Verse 1]
I was havin’ trust issues
But I’ve been havin’ way better luck since you
I know it’s true love with you
Told myself I don’t wanna fall in love with you
Rollin’ on the eway speedin’
Friday, just started the weekend
XO textin’, you respondin’
We gon’ go crazy with this money
We do hot yoga, 92 degrees
Can you stretch it out? Stretch it out for me
I got somewhere to be, but it’s hard to leave
When you do it like you mean it, I’m proceedin’
Is you the one? Is you the one?
Then she looked me in my eyes
Told me, “Fuck them pussy niggas
They ain’t ridin’ ’cause I’m ridin’
And I’m dyin’ for you, baby”
Got me feelin’

[Chorus]
In-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible

[Verse 2]
We can do exactly what you like, baby
And it’s all on me
We can take Vicodin tonight, baby
It’s all on me
We been textin’ back and forth
Now it’s time to get it crackin’
Girl take it all out, ’cause I know you active
Did you come to talk or is you ’bout that action?
Diamonds on my neck, moonwalkin’, Michael Jackson
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to keep my baby spoiled
I’ma do whatever it’s gon’ take to shake these haters off
Put it off, fuck the cops
I just wanna show you off
I can see your flaws, she gon’ take me how I am
Hit it from the back, girl you know I’m goin’ ham
Fuck the pigs, girl you got me feelin’ like the man
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3]
I’ma have your body sweatin’ like you dipped in baby oil
I’ma do whatever it take to keep my fuckin’ baby sprung
I’ma do whatever it takes to shake these fuckin’ bitches off
I’ma do whatever it takes and you gon’ be my personal
Dance, dance, girl you dancin’ like you strippin’ for this gold
Romance and we’ve all done been here before
But your passion, I hear it when you’re talkin’
We ain’t clashin’, you quiet when I’m talkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’em Billie Jean moonwalkin’
Put them diamonds on you, have ’emmmmm moonwalkin’
You get into everything exclusively, I’m honest
We don’t need nobody comin’ in between this money
These niggas already tryna invade the embassy
Good thing I changed and you got that remedy
The best thing about you, oh you’re that far from me
You a star to me

[Chorus]
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah
Way you move your body, girl I’ll give you an advance
Know you, girl, you fuckin’ with a full-grown man
The way you move your body, I’ma have a change of plans
In-in-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
In-in-incredible
Incredible
Yeah, yeah

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Nav – Fell In Love (The Introduction Album)

[Verse 1]
Police pat me down them bands all on me
Molly, purple drank is all that I need
Come get your bitch cause she dancing on me
I remember these bitches were laughing at me
Now she sucking, fucking, clapping for me
Hit me, DM, told she was a fan
I was nobody when I made "The Man"
Now when these bitches see me, know who I am
His bitch looking I think she a flirt
Owls inside my shoes and XO my shirt
Diss me once and you’ll be dead on the first
I’m staying clean but my squad doing dirt
I’m staying clean, let my squad do the dirt
Hating on me cause they can’t get a verse
Summertime, shitting on you in a ‘vert
My diamonds are water I’m smoking on Earth
‘Member my mama told me I’m the worst
When the check come in she seeing it first
Buy her a house, I’mma buy her a purse
Looking for handouts, don’t get on my nerves
You telling lies, I’m a man of my word
And your wifey just hit me but she getting curved
I’m wearing brand names that you never heard
How to get money, you never gon’ learn

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

[Verse 2]
Yeah I love LA
Met a baddie from the Bay
Suck and fuck all day
But she can’t call me bae
Smoking weed all day
In Beverly I stay
The weather got me feeling so good
That I put the Xans away
Started from the bottom
I just dropped the top
She want the molly, yeah I got ’em
His bitch gave me top
My shooter got a mop
Deading all your talks
I love getting stoned
My watch is full of rocks
She say "Nav, why you so hood?"
She don’t know about the Rex
Had to tell my squad to clean it up
I don’t wanna make a mess
Body coming home, he gon’ beat the case
So you know he know what’s next
Fucking up a check
Diamonds dancing on my neck

[Bridge]
I found myself a plug when I was down in Cali
Cause I met some white girls sniffing coke up in the Valley
I’m sorry, I’m just really high, hi nice to meet you
I told her I just wanna fuck girl I don’t need it

[Hook]
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I fell in love with LA, yeah
I might not go home I might just stay

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The Weeknd – Reminder

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain’t know man, now you know me

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Reminder – The Weeknd lyrics

Lyrics The Weeknd – Reminder

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I swear too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face numbing off a bag of blow
I’m like, goddamn, b*tch, I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn, b*tch, I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these R&B niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick, she go Lo Mein.(reminder)

You know me, you know man, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me.

Said I’m just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Rock a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil’ a show
And I come back to my city, I f*ck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight versuuri-lyrics.info
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bed springs, we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you ’cause.

You know me, you know me
You know man, you know me
Every time we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know me (pow! pow!), you know me.

Why don’t you shake some, shake somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you break nothin’, break nothin’
Baby girl, won’t you work some, work somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you hurt nothin’, hurt nothin’
Big girl, won’t you shake some, shake somethin’
For the Don? Don’t you break nothin’, break nothin’
Baby girl, won’t you work some, work somethin’
For the Don? don’t you hurt nothin’, hurt nothin’.

‘Cause you know me, they know me
You ain’t know me, yet you know meee.(reminder)
The Weeknd lyrics
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NAV – Some Way lyrics

[Intro: The Weeknd]
Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

[Hook: The Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Verse 2: Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

[Hook: The Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games

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NAV – Some Way lyrics

Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games

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The Weeknd – Some Way lyrics

Yeah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, yeah

[The Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we gon’ split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was “gonna peak”
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her “wait”
I gotta get myself together, it’s a date
I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her “stop it”
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games

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Nav – Some Way (feat. The Weeknd)

[Intro: Weeknd]
Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeah

[Verse 1: Weeknd]
If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we will split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
Fuck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my fuck and my tongue game a remedy

[Hook: Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeah
She just want a nigga like me, I play no

[Verse 2: Nav]
Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her wait
I gotta get myself together
Yesterday, I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This bitch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track (yeah)
Haters gonna say this shit is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma fuck your bitch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her stop it
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em

[Hook: Weeknd]
Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way
She just want a nigga like me, I play no games

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Some way – Nav feat. The Weeknd lyrics

Lyrics The Weeknd – Some way

Yeah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah nah nah, yeahhh.(some way)

If I’ma talk, I’ma talk, I’ma keep it real
Me and my boys, and my boys, we will split a pill
Noodles and pots in a pot was a nigga meal
Now that we on, that we on, we gon’ split a mill
I take a jet, take a jet when I’m overseas
None of my girls, of my girls gon’ get over me
Shout out to Hawk, shoutout Dooly, shoutout Hennessy
Them be my bros, be my bros till the death of me
Nobody know, -body know how I really be
I got some bars for a nigga if he wanna see
Dress up your talk if a nigga wanna talk to me
f*ck your phone calls, I don’t want apologies
Everyone said, yeah they said I was gonna peak
Most number ones, number ones in a nigga league
I think your girl, think your girl, fell in love with me
She say my f*ck and my tongue game a remedy.

Oh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nahhh)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way, yeahhh
She just want a nigga like me, I play no.

Way, we got em feelin’ some way
Way, ’cause you see XO in the place, told her wait
I gotta get myself together versuri-lyrics.info
Yesterday, I spent two thousand on a sweater, way
I think the belts inside the store look better on my waist
I think my nuts look better on her face
This b*tch got addicted, all she do was take a taste
Now you gettin’ mad because you got replaced
The brown boy and the Starboy on a track
Haters gonna say this sh*t is wack
I went to the hills straight from the trap
I’ma f*ck your b*tch and give her back
She said she pop pills I told her stop it
Check my little pocket I got options
I’m the first brown boy to get it poppin’
If I say the words, my shooters gonna pop ’em.

Ohhh yeah, yeah, I just hit a lick and I know you feelin’ some way
(nah, nah nah nah, nah nah nah)
I just took that chick, and I know you feelin’ some way, oh yeah
She just want a nigga like me, you feelin’ some way, way, way
She just want a nigga like me, I play no gamesss.
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The Weeknd – Crew Love (OG Solo Version) (The Xo Tapes B-Sides Album)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Take your nose off my keyboard
What you bothering me for?
There’s a room full of niggas
What you following me for?
This ain’t no fucking sing-along
So, girl, what you singing for?
It’s cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
20, keep the bar rolling
Fake ID’s in the trash, we going
Straight to the top, rooftop glows
With a hand full of girls and they all so foreign
Brain so poisoned, rainbows flowing
Light-skinned chick, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta friends, first flight from Poland
A whole lotta cash coming straight from Poland, why? Cause

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew

[Verse 2: Drake]
Smoking weed under star projectors
I guess we’ll never know what Harvard gets us
But seeing my family have it all
Took the place of that desire for diplomas on the wall
And really, I think I like who I’m becoming
There’s times where I might do it just to do it like it’s nothing
There’s times when I might blow like 50k on a vacation
For all my soldiers just to see the looks on all they faces
All it took was patience
I got a lotta friends to come up off the strip for me
The same ones that’ll come up off the hip for me
The realest niggas say your lyrics do shit for me
I told my story, and made history
Tell them I’mma need reservations for 20
I’ve never really been one for the preservation of money, nah
Much rather spend it all while I’m breathing
That OVO and that XO is everything you believe in, I know

[Hook: The Weeknd]
They loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Oh, they loving the crew
Loving the crew, ohh
Oh, They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
They loving the crew
Whoa

[Outro: The Weeknd]
Cause we blowing like a C4
Got my whole crew blowing like a C4
(If you broadcast swag, nigga, we the news in your city)

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The Weeknd – Reminder (VEVO Presents Show At L.A. Hangar Studios) (Live)

Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the gas so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
I’mma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

Cause you know man, they know me
You ain’t know man, now you know me

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The Weeknd – Reminder (Starboy Album)

[Verse 1]
Recommend play my song on the radio
You too busy trying to find that blue-eyed soul
I let my black hair grow and my weed smoke
And I sweat too much on the regular
We gone let them hits fly, we gone let her go
If it ain’t XO then it gotta go
I just won a new award for a kids show
Talking ’bout a face coming off a bag a blow
I’m like goddamn bitch I am not a Teen Choice
Goddamn bitch I am not a bleach boy
Whip game, make a nigga understand though
Got that Hannibal, Silence of the Lambo
Hit the cast so hard make it rotate
All my niggas blew up like a propane
All these RnB niggas be so lame
Got a sweet Asian chick she go low mane

[Chorus]
You know man, you know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

[Verse 2]
Said Im just tryna swim in something wetter than the ocean
Faded off a double cup, I’m mixing up the potion
All I wanna do is make that money and make dope shit
It just seem like niggas tryna sound like all my old shit
Everybody knows it, all these niggas know me
Platinum off a mixtape, sipping on that codeine
Pour it in my trophies, roll until my nose bleed
Imma keep on singing while I’m burning up that OG
All my niggas get it they make money all alone
Wrap a chain around they neck, making sure I’m getting home
When I travel ’round the globe, make a couple mil a show
And I come back to my city, I fuck every girl I know
Used to walk around with a slouch, had a mattress on the floor
Now my shit straight
Eating all day, tryna lose weight
That good sex, we’ll sweat it out
Hotel bedsprings we’ll wear it out
I ain’t gotta tell you cause

[Chorus]
You know man, you know man
You know man, you know man
Everytime we try to forget who I am
I’ll be right there to remind you again
You know man (pow! pow!), you know man

[Bridge]
Why don’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Big girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing
Big girl won’t you shake something, shake something
For the Don, don’t you break nothing, break nothing
Baby girl won’t you work something, work something
For the Don, don’t you hurt nothing, hurt nothing

[Outro]
Cause you know man, they know man
You ain’t know man, now you know man