Can’t Feel My Face Rick Ross (Ft. The Weeknd)

[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
And I know she'll be the death of me, at least we'll both be numb
And she'll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come
But at least we'll both be beautiful and stay forever young
This I know, yeah, this I know

[Pre-Chorus: The Weeknd]
She told me, "Don't worry about it"
She told me, "Don't worry no more"
We both know we can't go without it
She told me you'll never be alone, oh, oh, woo

[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Black Market on the way the world ready for it
Met ball we the only ones that can't ignore it
Beanie Sigel with eagle ducking several warrants
Running through the lobby party at the Gansevoort
Garden of Eden grew into enchanted forests
In the city where the get it was the mandatory
She had a thing for Adam and Eve
Say a prayer every time my Jesus piece swing
It got deep when it got deep
She never slept when I got sleep
She ran the streets like Meryl Streep
Beastie Boys on college in the red jeep
Dripped in all white like im Pope Francis
Know she see me calling but she won't answer
Party on the weekend
And we can take them on the deep end
Young Renzel
The golden eagle
Spread your wings
Lets soar baby