ฟังเพลงThe Morning (Clean)

Lyrics by：Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney

Composed by：Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney

Listen listen

From the morning to the evening

Complaints from the tenants

Got the walls kickin like they six months pregnant

Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast

Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to 7:00

Skies getting cold

Flying from the north

Rockin with our city like a sold out show

House full of hoes that specialize into hoein

Make that money rain as they takin 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 haters caught slipping then my ni**as stay tight

Got my back like pippin

Fast life grippin

Yeah we still tippin

Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid

Fakes try to mimic

Get girls timid

But behind closed doors they get oh 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 foldin

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 the 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**sy a** ni**as tryna hold on to their credit so I tell them use a debit watch they image start to lessen

I warned 'em like discretion

Why these ni**as testing

Always fu**ing testing

Why these ni**as testing

Sh*t that I got them on straight bar hopping to the music of the ambiance

Get sh*t popping

Zombies of the night

Ni**as aint talking if they hyping to the crew get it in like pockets

Downtown loving

When the moon coming

Only place to find base heads 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 foldin

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

Aint the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning

Too damn raw aint no ni**a worth her holding

Aint no ni**a that she holding man her love is too damn foreign

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

All that money the money is the motiveGirl put in work