The Weeknd – “Sidewalks” (ft. Kendrick Lamar) [Audio, Lyrics]

Date 2021-06-16

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, New Music

Throwback to “Sidewalks” by The Weeknd and Kendrick Lamar, produced by The Weeknd, Bobby Raps, Doc McKinney & Ali Shaheed Muhammad. Read the lyrics, buy the song.

The Weeknd Sidewalks

The Weeknd Sidewalks

The Weeknd – Sidewalks (ft. Kendrick Lamar) (prod. The Weeknd, Bobby Raps, Doc McKinney & Ali Shaheed Muhammad)

Lyrics

[Intro: The Weeknd]
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, yeah, like

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
I ran out of tears when I was 18
So nobody made me but the main streets
‘Cause too many people think they made me
Well, if they really made me then replace me
Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress
I feel like Moses, I feel like I’m chosen
And if you ain’t my nigga then your girl single to me
I don’t give a damn if a nigga said he knew me
Grew up with no father so nobody ever “son” me
My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn’t touch me
I know you wish that nobody ever love me
I feel useless when I’m never making money
Well, this the life we always fantasized
Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga’s eyes
Every time you see me pulling up in Aventadors
Just know we been grinding on them sidewalks

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Sidewalks saved my life
They don’t ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life
They showed me all the signs

[Post-Chorus: Daniel Wilson]
They don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they lead me on

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Say, say, say
I come from murder one, brung late night melee
Say, say, say
We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae bae
Say, say, say
Trippin’ off Dyke, and my name strike with pay day
Say, say, say
Flippin’ blue lightning, tightening, strapped with AK
Say, say, say
OG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways
How to segue
Pussy, power, profit and headache
I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent
Or life intimate, with fame
Light limo tint with light women, dark women in it
Awe Kenny, good game
She wanna hang with a Starboy
The sun and the moon and star, boy
Astronomer, anonymous
I line ’em up, we grind ’em up, there’s nine of us
And five of us have probably fucked
She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy
Twenty legs, arms, head (Head)
Head, head, and more head (Head)
Oh God, bless the dead (Yah)
I’m livin’ life, high off life
I wear my chokes off to bed
I’m the greatest nigga, why you scared to say it?
I wanna rock, I wanna rock
I wanna cop more land, I never stop
I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain’t one
Break everything, I’m a hustler, came from

[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Sidewalks saved my life
They don’t ever lie
Sidewalks saved my life
They showed me all the signs

[Post-Chorus: Daniel Wilson]
They don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they don’t let me down
But they lead me on
And they lead me on

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