Enjoy The Show (feat. Future) by The Weeknd, Future

Artist: The Weeknd, Future

Genre: Pop

Length: 5:01

“Enjoy the Show” enters the long lists of collaborations between Future and the Toronto singer as a light R&B-inspired anthem about drug abuse. Indeed, The Weeknd sings passionately about his dangerous relationship with drugs, the temptations of doing drugs and the physical repercussions of such habits—which are all prominent subjects in Future’s music as well. The Weeknd likens his drug problem to a relationship and acknowledges the effects it’s having on his well being, making him reflect ...

Enjoy The Show (feat. Future) lyrics

I need you
'Cause, baby, I need you (Ooh)
I need you
'Cause, baby, I need you
Woo (Ooh)
Feels like you're apart of me
Yeah, and I cannot, you still get to me
Oh no, I'm in my feelings, fuck their logic
They can never tear us 'part, we symbiotic
No matter what I told the world, we always locked in
So I gently tilt my head like my mama always said
And drink it slow, take it slow
I don't got the tolerance like before
You pick me up when I'm low
I'm not bonded to my body anymore
But I'm not scared, overdose
No one thought I'd make it past twenty-four
And when the curtains call, I hopе you mourn
And if you don't, I hope you enjoyed thе fuckin' show
Let me know, let me know, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Yeah)
Let me be
Let me be
Yeah, ski (Woo)
Woo
I can't feel my face anymore
I don't wanna give you any space anymore
I don't wanna feel like I'm alone anymore
I can't live without you, I've been goin' through withdrawals
You're my favorite drug, you're my favorite drug (Ah)
Got me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud
Got me in my feelings, back drinkin' mud
Don't want the drugs, don't want the drugs anymore
Got out my feelings, inside my duffel
Come hit the desk with the devil (Oh no)
I'm sayin' a prayer for the rebels
I'm in her mouth like a real one
Ain't do no cappin' and without the cappin'
It ain't like these rap niggas
I done been around the globe
Fuckin' these hoes, still act like a trap nigga
Plus, a bitch brain can't be unchained, I'm like a shootin' star
Take a bump of caviar, surfin' at the baddest broad
Real diamond shinin' dark
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
Bad bitches, knockin' 'em off
I'm in my feelings, Hendrix
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, ski
Ah, woo
Let me be
Let me, it be
Like a middle-age trap spot the way I'm parkin', tweakin'
3 a.m. sunset, fried like a phoenix
Got a nigga nose, sniffin', need a box of Kleenex
Blow it in my face 'cause the chemicals releasin'
Guess I could be healthy, but I'm tryna find a reason
Traumas in my life, I've been hesitant to healin'
Take another hit of my music, they won't feel it
I just wanna die when I'm at my fuckin' peak
And drink it slow, gon' drink it slow
I don't want the tolerance anymore
Wanna stay up, fuck the floor
Feel the violence, we've been up, that's for sure
And I'm ready, fuck it, overdose
I don't wanna make it past thirty-four
And when the curtains call, I hope you mourn
But if you don't, I hope you enjoyed the fuckin' show
Let me know, let me know, baby

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