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The Weeknd

Genres: Electronic

Sidewalks Lyrics - 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 

 

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Sidewalks saved my life 

They don't ever lie 

Sidewalks saved my life 

 

They showed me all the signs 

 

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 

 

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 in 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, grind 'em up, there's nine of us and five of us are probably fucked 

She mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy 

Twenty legs, arms, head 

Head, head, more head 

Oh God, bless the dead 

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 

 

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Sidewalks saved my life 

They don't ever lie 

Sidewalks saved my life 

They showed me all the signs 

 

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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