Tell Your Friends Chords by The Weeknd

[Start]

[Intro]
Dmaj7 Bm7 B C#m7 Bm7
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[Verse]
                         B7           B
We are not the same I am too reckless ■
                         C#m      
I'm not tryna go in that direction
                                      C#m7   
These niggas they been doing too much flexin'
                                 C#m7     
And they about to call the wrong attention
                                    Bm7    
And I don't got no patience no more testin'
B                               C#m        
I do shit how I want don't need no blessin'
                           C#m7     
Xo niggas ain't nothin' to mess with
                         Bm7        
Nobody stopping us oh no we destined
B                                   
And everybody 'round you is so basic
                                 C#m7    
I'm never rockin' white I'm like a racist
                               C#m7    
I don't drink my liquor with a chase in
                             Bm7        
That money is the only thing I'm chasin'
                            B         
And some dope dimes on some coke lines
                     C#m           
Gimme head all night cum four times
                           C#m7   
Baby girl just wanna smoke a pound
C#m                      
Do an ounce get some dick
         F#m     C#m     
Tell her friends about it


[Chorus]
             F#m7    B       
Go tell your friends about it
             B               
Go tell your friends about it
                 F#m                   
Go tell 'em what you know what you seen
                        F#m7      
How I roll how I get it on the low
Bm7          B               
Go tell your friends about it
                     C#m     
Go tell your friends about it


[Verse]
         C#m                
I'm that nigga with the hair
C#m7                                       
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills fuckin' bitches
            Bm7     
Living life so trill
                        B7         
Last year I did all the politickin'
                        C#m7      
This year I'ma focus on the vision
                                   C#m7  
I think these hoes deserve another fixin'
                                    Bm7      
I'm talkin' 'bout the ones from the beginnin'
B                                              
Don't believe the rumors bitch I'm still a user
                               C#m7              
I'm still rockin' camo I still roll with shooters
                 C#m7                               
I'm a villain in my city I just made another killin'
                  Bm7       
I'ma spend it all on bitches
                      B                
And everybody fuckin' everybody fuckin'
                   C#m7             
Pussy on the house everybody fuckin'
                            C#m7         
Man I miss my city man it's been a minute
            Bm7                 
Mia a habit Cali was the mission
                                 B       
Cruise through the westend in my new Benz
                                   C#m     
I'm just tryna live life through a new lens
                                 C#m7        
Drivin' by the streets I used to walk through
                                              F#m      
When I had no crib I guess you call that shit a miracle
                     F#m7         
Go tell your friends ■    about it
             C#7             
Go tell your friends about it
                               F#m7    
Go tell 'em what you know what you seen


[Chorus]
                           Bm7    
How I roll how I get it on the low
   Bm7                       
Go tell your friends about it
                     C#m7  C#m
Go tell your friends about it 
         C#m                
I'm that nigga with the hair
C#m7          C#m                          
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills fuckin' bitches
               C#m  
Living life so trill
                   
Roll some roll some
         
Roll some
B        
Roll some
         
Roll some
         
Roll some


[Solo]
Bm7 D C#m7 Bm7 Bsus4 D C#m7
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[Verse]
                              C#m7                
Yeah My cousin said I made it big and it's unusual
                    D                      C#m    
She tried to take a selfie at my grandma's funeral
                            C#m7       C#m           
Used to roam on Queen now I sing Queen street anthems
                           D            B         
Used to hate attention now I pull up in that wagon
                   B                        
And I was broken I was broken I was so broke
                          E               D       
I used to roam around the town when I was homeless
C#m7                                             
Me and my Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans
                        C#m7                       
And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
Bsus4                    Bm7              Bsus4  
Now we get faded when we want girl we got choices
Bm7                     E            C#m7   
Lay them on the fuckin' table we got choices
                       C#m7                      
And if they wanna fuck my niggas they got choices
                                              Bm7      
They told me not to fall in love that shit is pointless
     Bm7                   
Yeah that shit is pointless
                            E                 D        
They told me not to fall in love that shit is pointless
C#m7                       
Yeah that shit is pointless


[Chorus]
                            C#m               Bm7      
They told me not to fall in love that shit is pointless
B  F#m7      B                    
Go ■    tell your friends about it
   Bm7                       
Go tell your friends about it
            Bm7                        
Go tell 'em what you know what you seen
    F#m                 C#7 B Bm7        
How I roll how I get it on  ■ ■   the low
        Bm7                  
Go tell your friends about it
E  D    C#m7                 
Go tell your friends about it
                    C#m7    
I'm that nigga with the hair
C#m7                                       
Singin' 'bout poppin' pills fuckin' bitches
Dmaj7       C#m7 Bm7  
Living life so   trill


[Outro]
E D C#m7 Bm7 E C#m7
■ ■ ■    ■   ■ ■   
C#m C#m7 Bm7
■   ■    ■  
Bm7          
Life so trill
   E   
Ah yeah
        E    
Life so trill
D            
Life so trill
C#m7 Bm7 D            
Oh   ■   Life so trill
              
Na na na na na
C#7          
Life so trill
     C#7     
Life so trill
C#m7    C#7   C#sus4
Life so trill ■     


[End]