Weeknd The Morning
(Verse 1)
From the morning to the evening
Got pains from the tenants
Got the walls kickin' like they're six months pregnant
Drinkin' Alize with our cereal for breakfast
Girls callin' cabs at dawn, quarter till seven
The sky's getting cold, we flyin' from the North
Rockin' with our city like a sold out show
House full of hoes that specialize in the hoe'n
Make that money rain as they taking off their clothes
Order plane tickets, Cali is the mission
Visit every month like I'm split-life livin'
Let the world listen, if our haters caught slippin'
My niggas stay tight, got my back like Pippen
Fast life grippin', yeah we still tippin'
Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
Face try to mimmick, got girls timid
But behind closed doors, they get all so rigid
(Chorus)
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money she be foldin'
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work
(Verse 2)
Push it to the limit, push it through the pain
I push it for the pleasure, like a virgin to the game
A virgin to that money, a virgin to the fame
So this my only chance
So when I'm over only pray, that I flow from the bottom
Closer to the top
The higher that I climb, the harder I'mma drop
These pussy ass niggas tryin' hold on to their credits
So I tell 'em use a debit, watch their limits start to lessen
I want 'em like discretion, why these niggas testin'
Always f..ckin' testin', why these niggas testin'
Shit that I got 'em on, straight bar
Hoppin' to the music of the ambience
Get shit poppin'
Zombies of the night, niggas ain't talkin'
If they hypin' to the crew, get it in like pockets
I'm downtown lovin', when the moon comin'
Only place to find bass heads and hot women
(Chorus)
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money she be foldin'
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work
(Verse 3)
Better slow down, she'll feel it in the morning
Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning
Too damn raw ain't no nigga worth her holdin'
Ain't no nigga that she holding man her love is too damn foreign
Look at all that money, the money is the motive
(Chorus)
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money is the motive
All that money, the money she be foldin'
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work, girl girl put in work
Girl put in work
