Live For - The Weeknd, Drake

Getting sober for a day

Got me feeling too low

Always try and make me slow down

Tryna tell me how to live

I’m about to lose control

If they can watch me f*ck it up all in one night

I’m in my city in the summer

Camo’d up, leather booted

Kissing b*tches in the club

They wanna threesome, then some

Spend whatever come in, f*cking 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 saying

This the sh*t that I live for

This the sh*t that I live for

This the sh*t that I live for

With the people I’d die for

This the sh*t that I live for

This the sh*t that I’d die for

This the sh*t you can’t fake dawg

This the sh*t 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’m seriously questioning 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 f*ck 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 trynna stunt

I’m just tellin' you the truth, I swear

This the sh*t that I live for

With the people I’d die for

This the sh*t you can’t fake dawg

This the sh*t you need God for

This that sh*t we really gotta talk about in person

There’s some shit I need to work on, but

I know you see me working

Ni*ga, champagne

This the sh*t that I live for

This the sh*t that I live for

This the sh*t that I live for

With the people I’d die for