The Morning

I'm fuckin' gone right now

I'm fuckin' gone right now

Listen, listen

From the mornin' to the evenin', complaints from the tenants

Got the walls kickin' like they six months pregnant

Drinkin' Alizé with our cereal for breakfast

Girls callin' cabs at dawn, quarter to seven

Sky's getting cold, flyin' 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 takin' off they clothes

Order plane tickets, Cali is the mission

Visit every month like I'm split life livin'

Let the world listen, if a hater's caught slippin'

Then my **** stay tight, got my back like Pippen

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 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 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 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'ma drop

These pussy ass **** tryna hold on to they credit

So I tell them, use a debit, watch they image start to lessen

I warn them, like discretion, why these **** testin'?

Always fuckin' testin', why these **** testin'?

Shit that I got 'em on, straight bar-hoppin'

To the music of the ambiance, get shit poppin'

Zombies of the night (Zombies of the night)

**** ain't talkin' if they hypin' to the crew

Get it in like pockets

Downtown lovin', when the moon comin'

Only place to find baseheads 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 mornin'

Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seein' in the mornin'

Too damn raw, ain't no **** with her rollin'

Ain't no **** that she holdin', man, her love is too damn foreign

Look at all that money, the money is the motive

(The money is the motive)

All that money, the money she be foldin'

(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 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