Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Snowchild, artist - The Weeknd. Date of issue: 02.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Snowchild |
| I used to pray when I was sixteen |
| If I didn't make it then I'd probably make my wrist bleed |
| Not to mislead turn my nightmares into big dreams |
| Whole squad mobbin' even though we only six deep |
| I was singing notes while my niggas played with six keys |
| Walking in the snow before I ever made my wrist freeze |
| I was blowing smoke, had me dizzy like Gillespie |
| Niggas had no homes we were living in the dead streets |
| You couldn't find me like I'm Hoffa |
| Cover girls jumping out the page like they pop ups |
| Spending all my money on these niggas that I brought up |
| Taking care of families for my brothers when they locked up |
| And I had nothing to believe in |
| Double cup leanin' |
| Couldn't even breathe and |
| For that money I was fiending |
| Cali was the mission but now a nigga leaving |
| Leaving, leaving into the night |
| Now a nigga leaving, leaving |
| Leaving into the night, oh |
| She like my futuristic sounds in the new spaceship |
| Futuristic sex give her Phillip K dick |
| She never need a man, she what a man need |
| So I keep on falling for her daily |
| We was at Coachella going brazy |
| Stack a couple M's like I was Shady |
| Now I'm in Tribeca like I'm Jay-Z |
| Rockin' Sorayama like he pay me |
| I just signed a new deal with Mercedes |
| Got me movin' dirty like I'm Swayze |
| All my diamonds dancing like they Swayze |
| All my diamonds hitting like they Swae Lee |
| Jet so big got a business and a coach |
| Always livin' on the road, rockin' Louis a la mode, nigga |
| And for that money I been fiending |
| Cali was the mission but now a nigga leaving |
| Leaving, leaving into the night |
| Now a nigga leaving, leaving |
| Leaving into the night, oh |
| Twenty mill' mansion, never lived in it |
| Zero edge pool, never dipped in it |
| Superstar neighbor in my business |
| Paparazzi tryna catch me slippin' and |
| Going on tour is my vacation |
| Every month another accusation |
| Only thing I'm phobic of is failing |
| I was never blessed with any patience |
| So a nigga leaving, leaving, leaving into the night |
| Now a nigga leaving, leaving |
| Leaving into the night, oh |