Lyrics provided by https://www.lyricsplug.com/ ---Escape From LA--- --The Weeknd-- You pillow talk to me about the men who try to get in between us They buy you bags and jewelry, yeah They think your kindness is so weak Know you don't give it up so easy, baby But you just wanted my attention You just wanted my affection You got me tattooed on your mind You just want me all the time We'll figure out our shit and find a way (Oh, yeah) When you say that you need space, I give you space (You space) Girl, when you're ready, you know where I stay When it comes to all these hoes, I'll never chase But this world is such a, such an evil place Man, these hoes will always find a way 'Cause when I'm on the liquor, I go crazy And for that pussy, you know I'm a slave, yeahWell this place is never what it seems Take me out, LA Take me out of LA This place will be the end of me Take me out, LA Take me out of LA, yeah Yeah I'm in the Spyder Porsche cruisin' down the street Black on black venom colored seats Keanu Reeves, the way a nigga speed Diamond cross hangin' off of me I'm fighting for my soul, Constantine And it's slowly burning, it was never cheap If you see what I seen, you wouldn't sleep I can't sleep 'Cause I got everything I wanted Got the money, got the cars, got the ceiling with the stars Got everything I wanted But I'd be nothing without you Gave you everything you wanted Gave you power, gave you life, gave you space so you can shine Gave you everything you wanted But none of that matters to you, oh-oh This place (This place) is never what it seems Take me out, LA Take me out of LA (Oh, out of it, woah-oh) This place will be the end of me Take me out, LA Take me out of LA, yeahWoah, no, oh, no, no No, no, no, no, no, ooh-woah Oh-ah, no, no, no, no, woah-woah Oh, no, oh Hold up She pulled up to the studio Nobody's watching She closed the door and then she locked it For me, for me We had sex in the studio Nobody walked in I cut my verse and then she popped it For me, for me LA girls all look the same I can't recognize The same work done on their face I don't criticize She a coldhearted bitch with no shame But her throat too fire She got Chrome Hearts hangin' from her neck And them shits going wild When she ride, she hold tight She gon' ride 'til sweat fall down her spine She's all mine for the night She's all mine until he calls her lineShe pulled up to the studio Nobody's watching She closed the door and then she locked it For me, for me We had sex in the studio Nobody walked in I cut my verse and then she popped it For me, for me Oh-oh, oh-oh