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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Vocals
Brandon "Bizzy" Hollemon
Brandon "Bizzy" Hollemon
Guitar
Drake
Drake
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Abel Tesfaye
Abel Tesfaye
Songwriter
Danny Schofield
Danny Schofield
Songwriter
Ahmad Balshe
Ahmad Balshe
Songwriter
Aubrey Drake Graham
Aubrey Drake Graham
Songwriter
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Jason 'Daheala' Quenneville
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Weeknd
The Weeknd
Producer
DannyBoyStyles
DannyBoyStyles
Producer
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
Chris Galland
Chris Galland
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Delbert Bowers
Delbert Bowers
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Chris 'TEK' O'Ryan
Engineer
Gogg's
Gogg's
Engineer
Daheala
Daheala
Producer
QUENNEVILLE JASON
QUENNEVILLE JASON
Producer

Lyrics

Getting sober for a day Got me feeling too low They tryna make me slow down Tryna tell me how to live I'm about to lose control (Lose control) Well they can watch me fuck it up all in one night I'm in my city in the summer Camo'd out, leather booted Kissing bitches in the club They wanna threesome (Threesome) Then some (Then some) Spend whatever come in, fuck an 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 shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for Yeah This the shit that I live for This the shit that I'd die for This the shit you can't fake dawg This the shit you need God for How long do you think It's gon' take for y'all to fall? That's a serious question because 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 fuck 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 shit that I live for With the people I'd die for This the shit you can't fake dawg This the shit you need God for This that shit we really gotta talk about in person There's some shit I need to work on But I know you see me working Nigga, champagne This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for This the shit that I live for, this the shit that I live for This the shit that I live for, with the people I'd die for
Writer(s): Abel Tesfaye, Danny Schofield, Ahmad Balshe, Aubrey Drake Graham, Jason Quenneville Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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