Lyrics provided by https://fa.moozic.org/ ---Tell Your Friends--- --The Weeknd-- We are not the same I am too reckless I'm not tryna go in that direction These niggas they been doing too much flexing And they're about to call the wrong attention And I ain't got no patience, no more testing I do shit how I want, don't need no blessing XO niggas ain't nothing to mess with Nobody stopping us, oh no we're destinedAnd everybody around you is so basic I'm never rocking white, I'm like a racist I don't drink my liquor with a chasin' And money is the only thing I'm chasin' And some dope dimes on some coke lines Give me head all night, cum four times Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound Do an ounce, get some dick Tell her friends about itGo tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I did it on the low Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell them what you know, what you seenHow I roll, how I be off that coke Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill Last year I did all the politicin' This year I'm all focused on the vision I think these hoes deserve another fixing I'm talking about the ones from the beginning Don't believe the rumours bitch, I'm still a user I'm still rocking camo and still roll with shootersI'm a villain in my city, I just made another killing I'mma spend it all on bitches And everybody fuckin, everybody fucking Pussy on the house, everybody fuckingAnd I miss my city man it's been a minute M.I.A. a habit, Cali was the mission Cruise through the west-end in my new Benz I'm just tryna live life through a new lens Driving by the streets I used to walk through When I had no crib I guess you call that shit a miracleGo tell your friends about it (About it)Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be on the low Go tell your friends about it (About it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trillMy cousin said I made it big and it's unusual She tried to take a selfie at my grandma's funeral Used to roam on Queen, now I sing Queen street anthems Used to hate attention, now I pull up in that wagon I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke I used to roam around the town when I was homeless Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix Now we get faded, when we want girl, we got choicesLay them on the fucking table, we got choices And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got choices They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless They told me not to fall in love, that shit is pointless Yeah, that shit is pointless It's only meant to fall in love That shit is pointlessGo tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell them what you know, what you seen How I roll, how I be off that coke Go tell your friends about it (about it) Go tell your friends about it I'm that nigga with the hair Singing 'bout popping pills, fucking bitches, living life so trill Life so trill Life so trill Life so trill