The Morning (DJibouti Remix)

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

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 pussy ass **** 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 **** testin'?

Always fuckin' testin'

Why these **** testin'?

Shit that I got them 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

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