The Weeknd – King Of The Fall – Lyrics

King Of The Fall by The Weeknd

[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

Bitches that we came with got all of your bitches 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 nigga so quiet

Cause the shit so strong, got me feeling like I'm dying

The shit so raw, nothing else can get me higher

Only time you see me's when I'm balling with my niggas

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 fuck

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 pussy talk

On call to the fall, you can like it or not

Nigga, back the fuck up

If you ain't with me, motherfucker, you against me

If you ain't complimenting, nigga, 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 passed 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 niggas tryna stop me

Shout my nigga 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 motherfuckers that they packaged

Their new shit all be sounding like my past shit

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, nigga, fuck your sound

Did it from the ground, ask around, bitch

When I touch down, I'ma shake shit up

Fuck your new man, I'ma break it up

He can come back when I go on the road

But that pussy mine for the next three months

'Cause the kid back, kid back, kid back

Cop ten whips for my niggas when we land

Queen Street, nigga, 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 nigga 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 niggas than Apollo

But ain't shit 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