The Weeknd

Sidewalks(Chords)

The Weeknd

Key: C#m

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C#m 
So nobody made me but the main streets 
F#m 
'Cause too many people think they made me 
C#m 
Well, if they really made me then replace me 
            F#m 
Homeless to Forbes List, these niggas bring no stress 
C#m 
I feel like Moses, I feel like I'm chosen 
Bm7 
And if you ain't my nigga then your girl single to me 
C#m 
I don't give a damn if a nigga said he knew me 
F#m 
Grew up with no father so nobody ever 'son' me 
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My flow too sick, Kevin Costner couldn't touch me 
F#m 
I know you wish that nobody ever love me 
C#m 
I feel useless when I'm never making money 
F#m 
Well, this the life we always fantasized 
C#m 
Rich folk problem through a Queen Street nigga's eyes 
Bm7 
Every time you see me pulling up in Aventadors 
C#m 
Just know we been grinding on them sidewalks 

F#m                     C#m 
Sidewalks saved my life 
                F#m     C#m 
They don't ever lie 
F#m                   C#m 
Sidewalks saved my life 
                       Bm7     C#m 
They showed me all the signs 

                      F#m 
They don't let me down 
C#m              F#m 
But they lead me on 
C#m                   F#m 
And they don't let me down 
C#m              Bm7 
But they lead me on 
C#m 
And they lead me on 

F#m 
Say, say, say I come from Myrtle, one brung late night melee 
C#m 
Say, say, say We hung all summer, sprung mattress with bae bae 
F#m 
Say, say, say Trippin' off Dyke, and my name strike with pay day 
C#m 
Say, say, say Flippin' blue lightning, tightening, strapped with AK 
F#m 
Say, say, say OG one, told me one, show me one, eight ways 
C#m 
How to segue pussy, power, profit in headache 
Bm7 
I reminisce my life innocence or life innocent or life intimate, with fame 
C#m 
Like when repent like when we women up gon' get it, good game 
F#m 
She wanna hang with a Starboy, the sun and the moon and star, boy 
C#m 
Astronomer, anonymous, I line 'em up, grind 'em up, there's nine of us 
F#m 
And five of us are probably fucked, she mollied up, I tallied up all the parts, boy 
C#m 
Twenty legs, arms, head (head), head, head, more head (head) 
F#m 
Oh God, bless the dead (yah), I'm livin' life, high off life 
C#m 
I wear my chokes off to bed I'm the greatest nigga, why you so scared to say it? 
Bm7 
I wanna rock, I wanna rock, I wanna cop more land, I never stop 
C#m 
I wanna quick advance on a bill if it ain't one Break everything, I'm a hustler, came from 

F#m                     C#m 
Sidewalks saved my life 
                F#m     C#m 
They don't ever lie 
F#m                   C#m 
Sidewalks saved my life 
                       Bm7     C#m 
They showed me all the signs 

                      F#m 
They don't let me down 
C#m              F#m 
But they lead me on 
C#m                   F#m 
And they don't let me down 
C#m              Bm7 
But they lead me on 
C#m 
And they lead me on
	        

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