In Vein (Remix)

[Intro: The Weeknd] I don't got a single sober vein in my body I don't got a single sober vein in my body [Verse 1: The Weeknd] Don't apologize, I quite enjoy messy I see that bottle after bottle got you goin' crazy And doin' shows after shows got me so lazy So ride it out for me, and take it off for me It's a good vibe, good vibe, good vibe Don't you ever threaten niggas with a good time She wanna buy a dream, I said I don't sell it But she can rent it for a night, I don't mind, open wide Cause all this fame, I earned it, I might as well use it Private elevator goin' straight to my unit All my niggas 'round me, gettin' kickback pussy All my killas 'round me, all be hiding in Stussy Can't nobody stop me, used to be homeless Now that penthouse at the Ritz where my home is Tour bus like a National Geographic Bitches runnin' wild gettin' faded in the bathroom [Hook: The Weeknd] It makes me smile, it makes me smile Cause I got it It makes me smile, it makes me smile Cause I got it All the pain, sweat and tears, just to get a piece But now we got it Man look at the kid now, can nobody stop me? I don't got a single sober vein in my body [Verse 2: Kid Kold] Hit it like it was my last time Pull up slow with my entourage Broken girls with fragment feelings grouped together like a montage They just want to have a good time Love the ladies but 3 figure bank statements my favorite type of menage Henri Jayer in our glass cause I hate the taste of alcohol Grade a kush on a roll Not a single sober vein in my body, Any more this I'll overdose Nothing I can't handle More bottles poured In a 45 degree angle Lobster tail filet mignon brought to everyone at my table The people I'd break bread with The same dudes I been through hell and back with Now we got it Bunch of mini prophets finally turning a profit Everyday payday Mortuary in my pocket This rap thing pays me And my team were embezzling So now Ill never have to cop my fellas shit Gambino lifestyle Enemies all over the city including dudes claiming to help me It's deeper than rap Couple grams stuffed deep in the wrap Crew turned to blue bloods like they rock the wrong flag By god, yea we did it Now we G.O.A.T. like a satanic reference This my calling We drop bars yet you still get the message Driving slow in that vintage Benz Color new edition Jimmie walker vibe All we have is good times It makes me smile From the bottom to the top We dreams about it in the garden Now our lives fruitful And any haters are disregarded They ain't in the position of a winner Watch em fall When they approach Kold like it's winter We kneel to no man Middle fingers to romance Money the only motive [Hook]