The Weeknd, Drake Live For
Getting sober for a day got me feeling too low (Oh) They tryna make me slow down Tryna tell me how to live, I'm about to lose control (Lose control, oh) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night I'm in my city in the summer, camo'd out, leather booted, kissing bitches in the club They wanna threesome (Threesome), then some (Then some) Spend whatever come in, fuck an income Me and my niggas we ain't never going broke And you, have to, do it all Just to know where it gets you Living dreams we can never afford Now, we sitting in the back, sayin' This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for Yeah This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I'd die for This the shit you can't fake, dawg, this the shit you need God for How long do you think it's gon' take for y'all to fall? That's a serious question, 'cause I seriously question all of y'all Been touring the world, man, I've done spent racks in all the malls And they know my story, flaws and all I still got plaques hanging wall to wall, dawg She just offered a strip tease, but she don't look like Demi Moore Hips all on 45, waist all on 24 And it's all love in the city, still scream, "XO!" when that Henny pour But I'm that boy, not just any boy, what the fuck you think that I'm in it for? Roll up in that thing, got hoes like Prince, but they know, I'm king Chubbs might hold that thing, if he get caught, he'll be home by spring Things I shouldn't share, I mean, for the sake of my career I'm not tryna stunt, I'm just tellin' you the truth, I swear This the shit that I live for with the people I'd die for This the shit you can't fake, dawg, this the shit you need God for This that shit we really gotta talk about in person There's some shit I need to work on, but I know you see me working, nigga, Champagne This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for
This is the sixth song on The Weeknd’s sophomore album Kiss Land, this time featuring friend and fellow Torontonian artist, Drake. Here, The Weeknd and Drake detail their party-oriented lifestyles with a somewhat defensive tone. This dualistic attitude is similar to the undertones present in prior collaborations, as heard in tracks like “Crew Love”, from 2011’s Take Care.