The Morning (Original|Explicit)

The Morning (Original|Explicit) - The Weeknd

Lyrics by：Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney

Composed by：Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney

I'm f**king gone right now

I'm f**king gone right now

"Listen listen"

From the morning to the evening

Complaints from the tenants

Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant

Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast

Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven

Sky's getting cold we're flying from the north

Rockin' with our city like a sold out show

House full of pros that specialize in the ho'in'

Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes

Order plane tickets

Cali is the mission

Visit every month like I'm split life living

Let the world listen

If a hater's caught slipping

Then my n***as stay tight

Got my back like Pippen

Fast life gripping

Yeah we still tippin'

Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid

Fakes try to mimic

Get girls timid

But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money she be folding

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work

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

And when I'm over only pray

That I flow from the bottom

Closer to the top

The higher that I climb

The harder I'ma drop

These p***y a*s n***as tryna hold on to their credit

So I tell them use a debit

Watch they image start to lessen

I warn them like discretion

Why these n***as testing

Always f**king testing

Why these n***as testing

S**t that I got them on straight bar hopping

To the music of the ambiance

Get s**t popping

Zombies of the night

Zombies of the night

N***as ain't talking if they hyping to the crew

Get it in like pockets

Downtown loving

When the moon coming

Only place to find bassheads and hot women

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money she be folding

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work

Better slow down

She'll feel it in the morning

Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning

Too d**n raw ain't no n***a with her rollin'

Ain't no n***a that she holding

Man her love is too d**n foreign

Look at all that money

The money is the motive

The money is the motive

All that money

The money she be folding

The money she be folding

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money is the motive

All that money the money she be folding

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work girl girl put in work

Girl put in work