Athlete & Singer ft. Dylan Hewitt Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Check out my music, they say I'm the
Weeknd
My brother be winning his games, he the reason
These people be tryna come at us all day
We walking right past them with nothing to say
Don't hit me up, girl, stop hitting my line
You trigger me too much, I'm done being kind
Showing our talents, we ain't no beginners
Bro, you be the athlete while I be the singer
Check out my music, they say I'm the Weeknd
My brother be winning his games, he the reason
These people be tryna come at us all day
We walking right past them with nothing to say
Don't hit me up, girl, stop hitting my line
You trigger me too much, I'm done being kind
Showing our talents, we ain't no beginners
Bro, you be the athlete while I be the singer
We share a bond that never ends you and I together, beating the odds forever
I hear a melody ringing in my head and it comes to me while I'm laying in my bed
Yes, I love it cause the music is my friend It holds my hand through every corner, every bend
It's a feeling I can't describe I just Know that music makes me come alive
Yes, I love it cause the music is my friend
It holds my hand through every corner, every bend
Check out my music, they say I'm the Weeknd
My brother be winning his games, he the reason
These people be tryna come at us all day
We walking right past them with nothing to say
Don't hit me up, girl, stop hitting my line
You trigger me too much, I'm done being kind
Showing our talents, we ain't no beginners
Bro, you be the athlete while I be the singer
Check out my music, they say I'm the Weeknd
My brother be winning his games, he the reason
These people be tryna come at us all day
We walking right past them with nothing to say
Don't hit me up, girl, stop hitting my line
You trigger me too much, I'm done being kind
Showing our talents, we ain't no beginners
Bro, you be the athlete while I be the singer
Pass the ball, I got the score ain't sitting on the bench, man, I call the shots
Up the score, you'll see my name on the board any day, anywhere, I can smash the odds
Floor the competition cause I'm on the mission give my life so I run it cause I make a killing
Make a wish on the shooting star, made it happen practice non-stop, but I make it look like magic
Homie, it's a touchdown when I'm on the field Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
In the school, everybody know the kid Lame boys wanna hate, and the shawtys always wanna kiss
But you know I don't mind them dream chasing, no time for your problems
With my bro, that's my slime, that's my rider
He got the mic, and I'm balling really nice
And you know we on the rise, no cap, yeah, we got'em