The Weeknd Tell Your Friends

We are not the same, I am too reckless I'm not tryna go in that direction These niggas, they been doin' too much flexin' And they about to call the wrong attention And I don't got no patience, no more testin' I do shit how I want, don't need no blessin' XO niggas ain't nothin' to mess with Nobody stoppin' us, oh, no, we destined And everybody 'round you is so basic I'm never rockin' white, I'm like a racist I don't drink my liquor wit' a chase in That money is the only thing I'm chasin' And some dope dimes on some coke lines Gimme head all night, cum 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 Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill Last year I did all the politickin' This year I'ma focus on the vision (The vision) I think these hoes deserve another fixin' (Fixin') I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin' (Oh, oh, oh) Don't believe the rumors, bitch, I'm still a user I'm still rockin' camo and still roll with shooters I'm a villain in my city, I just made another killin' I'ma spend it all on bitches (On bitches) And everybody fuckin', everybody fuckin' Pussy on the house, everybody fuckin' Man, I miss my city, man, it's been a minute (Been a minute) MIA a habit, Cali was the mission Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz (Ooh, woah) I'm just tryna live life through a new lens Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through When I had no crib, I guess you call that shit a miracle 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 Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill Roll some, think I’ll roll some To know some, if we both honest Who lasts? Yeah, you lie Spent the whole summer Tryna be at the wrong place at the right time But I know what's mine when I see it I know My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual She tried to take a selfie at my Grandma's funeral Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen Street anthems Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon And I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke I used to roam around the town when I was homeless 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 Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless 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 Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singin' 'bout poppin' pills, fuckin' bitches, livin' life so trill