More songs by The Weeknd
Description
Producer: The Pope
Background Vocalist, Producer, Composer Lyricist: Kanye West
Producer, Composer Lyricist: Abel Tesfaye
Additionalproducer: MIKE DEAN
Producer: Carlo "Illangelo" Montagnese
Recording Engineer: Jason Quenneville
Recording Engineer: Noah Goldstein
Mastering Engineer: Tom Coyne
Engineer: Joshua Smith
Composer Lyricist: Christopher Pope
Composer Lyricist: Carlo Montagnese
Composer Lyricist: Carl Marshall
Composer Lyricist: Robert Holmes
Lyrics and translation
Original
We are not the same, I am too reckless. I'm not tryna go in that direction.
These niggas, they been doing too much flexing, and they about to call the wrong attention. And I don't got no patience, no more testing.
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing. XO niggas ain't nothing to mess with.
Nobody stopping us from what we destined. And everybody 'round you is so basic.
I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist. I don't drink my liquor with a Chasing.
That money is the only thing I'm chasing. And some dope dimes on some coke lines.
Give me head all night long, four times.
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound, do an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it!
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
-Oh, oh. -Go tell your friends about it.
-About it. -Go tell your friends about me.
I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill. Last year, I did all the politicking.
This year, I'ma focus on the vision. I think these hoes deserve another fixing.
-Fixing.
-I'm talking about the ones on the beginning.
Oh, don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user.
I'm still rocking camo pants or over shooters. I'm a villain in my city. I just made another killing.
I'ma spend it -all on bitches. -On bitches.
-And everybody fucking, everybody fucking. -Fucking.
-Pussy on the house, everybody fucking. -Fucking.
Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute.
-Been a minute. -M. I. A. a habit, Cali was a mission.
Cruise through the West End in my new Benz. I'm just tryna live life through a new lens.
-Oh.
-Driving by the streets I used to walk through when I had no crib. I guess you thought I should've been. . .
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it!
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
Oh!
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about me.
-I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill.
Yeah.
My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual.
-Unusual.
-She tried to take a selfie at my grandma's funeral. Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems.
-Queen Street anthems.
-Used to hate attention, now I pull up in -that wagon. -In that wagon.
And I was broke, and I was broke, and I was so broke.
-So broke.
-I used to roam around the town when I was -homeless. -No, no, no.
Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans, and flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix. Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices.
-Got choices.
-Lay them on the fucking table, we got -choices. -We got choices.
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices.
-They got choices.
-They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless. Yeah, that shit is pointless.
-Pointless.
-They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless. Yeah, that shit is pointless.
-Pointless.
-They told me not to fall in love, that -shit is pointless. -Go tell your friends about. . .
-About it.
-Go tell your -friends about it. -About it!
-Go tell 'em what you know, -Oh.
what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
Go tell your friends about -it. -Ooh.
-Go tell your friends about me.
-I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill. Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.
English translation
We are not the same, I am too reckless. I'm not tryna go in that direction.
These niggas, they been doing too much flexing, and they about to call the wrong attention. And I don't got no patience, no more testing.
I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing. XO niggas ain't nothing to mess with.
Nobody stopping us from what we destined. And everybody 'round you is so basic.
I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist. I don't drink my liquor with a Chasing.
That money is the only thing I'm chasing. And some dope dimes on some coke lines.
Give me head all night long, four times.
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound, do an ounce, get some dick, tell her friends about it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it!
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
-Oh, oh. -Go tell your friends about it.
-About it. -Go tell your friends about me.
I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill. Last year, I did all the politicking.
This year, I'ma focus on the vision. I think these hoes deserve another fixing.
-Fixing.
-I'm talking about the ones on the beginning.
Oh, don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user.
I'm still rocking camo pants or over shooters. I'm a villain in my city. I just made another killing.
I'ma spend it -all on bitches. -On bitches.
-And everybody fucking, everybody fucking. -Fucking.
-Pussy on the house, everybody fucking. -Fucking.
Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute.
-Been a minute. -M. I. A. a habit, Cali was a mission.
Cruise through the West End in my new Benz. I'm just tryna live life through a new lens.
-Oh.
-Driving by the streets I used to walk through when I had no crib. I guess you thought I should've been. . .
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it!
Go tell 'em what you know, what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
Oh!
-Go tell your friends about it. -About it.
-Go tell your friends about me.
-I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill.
Yeah.
My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual.
-Unusual.
-She tried to take a selfie at my grandma's funeral. Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems.
-Queen Street anthems.
-Used to hate attention, now I pull up in -that wagon. -In that wagon.
And I was broke, and I was broke, and I was so broke.
-So broke.
-I used to roam around the town when I was -homeless. -No, no, no.
Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans, and flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix. Now we get faded when we want, girl, we got choices.
-Got choices.
-Lay them on the fucking table, we got -choices. -We got choices.
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices.
-They got choices.
-They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless. Yeah, that shit is pointless.
-Pointless.
-They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless. Yeah, that shit is pointless.
-Pointless.
-They told me not to fall in love, that -shit is pointless. -Go tell your friends about. . .
-About it.
-Go tell your -friends about it. -About it!
-Go tell 'em what you know, -Oh.
what you seen, how I roll, how I get it on the low.
Go tell your friends about -it. -Ooh.
-Go tell your friends about me.
-I'm that nigga with the hair singing about popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill. Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.
Life so trill.