The Weeknd - King Of The Fall lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm addied up, added up I just ate a plate for breakfast Put it in a cup, then I mix it up with Texas Chest feeling heavy like a midget on my necklace b**hes that we came with got all of your b**hes jealous 'Bout to leave the crib with a couple of my pirates Driving by the streets we used to walk through like a triumph Mix it in a potion like a science That liquid G diet got a n***a so quiet Cause the sh** so strong, got me feeling like I'm dying The sh** so raw, nothing else can get me higher Only time you see me's when I'm balling with my n***as Cause my life too private, my ride too private My flight too private, my shows so riot My jaw so tired, I go all night in my city to the fall Then it's time for me to fly her I got a girl at home even though she ain't flying [Hook] And she gon' give it up cause she know I might like it (x4) Baby girl, you know what I like, baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like [Verse 2] Don't be mad, let her get hers Don't be mad, let her get hers She make her own luck She don't give a f** She trying to have fun Take a break from the love Man, your girl so bad, let me get her Your girl so bad, let me get her I make my own luck, I make that p**y talk On call to the fall, you can like it or not n***a, back the f** up If you ain't with me, motherf**er, you against me If you ain't complimenting, n***a, you offending I been out here last year wasting hella time XO is the only time investment Them fall shows every year like a birthday And I'mma do it every year in my birthplace And I ain't been this gone since Thursday I never said that I'd be sober in the first place [Hook] [Verse 3] Baby girl, you know what I like, baby, you know just what I like Baby, you know what I like I just pa**ed that liquor, fell off stage I just sold out the 02 at my own pace I can say that I'm attached to nobody I been getting paper while these n***as tryna stop me Shout my n***a Doc, that's a mentor Had some bad business, nothing personal But now the word out that we back on Some young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson And these the motherf**ers that they packaged Their new sh** all be sounding like my past sh** Bring your girl to my show, give her floor seats Then she go downtown like she owe me XO, XO, XO, mix it up, pour it up, take it down slow This is my sound, n***a, f** your sound Did it from the ground, ask around, b**h When I touch down, I'ma shake sh** up f** your new man, I'ma break it up He can come back when I go on the road But that p**y mine for the next three months 'Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back Cop ten whips for my n***as when we land Queen Street, n***a, making money overseas Had a few more debts, I'ma pay it all in cash Shout out XO, shout out to "The Boy" broke bread on tour Man, it's all love now Shout out my n***a Stix, doing good in these streets Man he popping more bottles then us right now Reason why they stressing, city never sunny When the kid come through with more n***as than Apollo But ain't sh** funny, can't nobody stop me All my hoes are trained, I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow All of, all of All of them swallow All of them swallow I make all of them swallow