The Morning

作詞 : Abel Tesfaye/Carlo Montagnese/Dom McKinney 作曲 : 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 Aliz茅 with our cereal for breakfast Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven Skies getting cold Flying from the north Rocking with our city like a sold out show House full of hoes that specialize into hoein 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 haters Caught slipping then my nias stay tight Got my back like pipping Fast life gripping Yeah we still tipping 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 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 the virging to the game A virging to that money A virging 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'm a drop These p**sy a** nias tryna Hold on to their credit so I tell them use a debit watch they Image start to lessen I warned them like discretion Why these nias testing Always fulling testing Why these nias 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 Zombies of the night Nias ain't 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 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 damn raw ain't no nia worth her holding Ain't no nia that she holding man Her love is too damn foreign All that money the money is the motive Money is the motive All that money the money she be folding 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