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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Vocals
Illangelo
Illangelo
Programming
Daheala
Daheala
Keyboards
QUENNEVILLE JASON
QUENNEVILLE JASON
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Songwriter
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Songwriter
QUENNEVILLE JASON
QUENNEVILLE JASON
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Producer
Illangelo
Illangelo
Producer
Daheala
Daheala
Producer
Shin Kamiyama
Shin Kamiyama
Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Peterson
Kevin Peterson
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I used to pray when I was 16 If I didn't make it, then I'd probably make my wrist bleed Not to mislead, turn my nightmares into big dreams Whole squad mobbing even though we only six deep I was singing notes while my niggas played with six keys Walking in the snow before I ever made my wrist freeze I was blowing smoke, had me dizzy like Gillespie Niggas had no homes, we were living in the dead streets You couldn't find me like I'm Hoffa Cover girls jumping out the page like they pop ups Spending all my money on these niggas that I brought up Taking care of families for my brothers when they locked up And I had nothing to believe in Double cup leaning Couldn't even breathe, and For that money, I was fiending Cali was the mission, but now a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night Now a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night She like my futuristic sounds in the new spaceship Futuristic sex, give her Phillip K dick She never need a man, she what a man need So I keep on fallin' for her daily We was at Coachella going brazy Stack a couple M's like I was Shady Now I'm in Tribeca like I'm Jay-Z Rockin' Sorayama like he pay me I just signed a new deal with Mercedes Got me movin' dirty like I'm Swayze All my diamonds dancing like they Swayze All my diamonds hitting like they Swae Lee Jet so big, got a business and a coach Always livin' on the road Rockin' Louis à la mode, nigga And for that money, I been fiending Cali was the mission, but now a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night Now a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night 20 mill' mansion, never lived in it Zero edge pool, never dipped in it Superstar neighbor in my business Paparazzi tryna catch me slippin', and Goin' on tour is my vacation Every month, another accusation Only thing I'm phobic of is failing I was never blessed with any patience So a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night Now a nigga leaving Leaving, leaving into the night
Writer(s): Abel Tesfaye, Carlo Montagnese, Ahmad Balshe, Jason Quenneville Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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