- The Morning

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April 13, 2016

Lyrics

From the morning to the evening
Complaints from the tenants
Got the walls kicking
like they six months pregnant
Drinking Alize with our cereal for breakfast
Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven
Sky's getting cold
flying from the north
Rocking with our city like a sold out show
House full of pros
that specialize in that 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 niggas 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'mma drop
These pussy ass niggas
tryna to hold on to their credit
So I tell them use a debit
watch they image start to lessen
I want em like discretion
Why these niggas testing?

Always fucking twisted
Why these niggas testing?
Shit that I got them on
straight bar hopping
to the music of the ambiance

Get shit poppin, zombies of the night

Niggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew

get it in like pockets
Downtown loving
When the moon coming

Only place to find baseheads
and high 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 nigga worth her holding
Ain't no nigga that she holding
Man, her love is too damn foreign
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
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

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