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The Morning
The Weeknd
Key : A
Capo
[Intro]
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A | D | Bm | F#m 
A | D | Bm 
F#m
A            D
 I'm fucking gone right now
Bm            F#m
  I'm fucking gone right now
A       D      Bm
 Listen, listen

[Verse 1]
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F#m         A
   From the morning to the evening
   D
Complaints from the tenants
Bm                              F#m
Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant
A                       D
Drinking Alize with our cereal for breakfast
Bm                        F#m
Girls calling cabs at dawn   quarter to seven
A                         D
Sky's getting cold, we're flying from the north
Bm                           F#m
Rockin' with our city like a sold out show
A                          D
House full of pros that specialize in the ho'in'
Bm                           F#m
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
A
Order plane tickets
D
Cali is the mission
Bm                         F#m
Visit every month like I'm split life living
A
Let the world listen
     D
If a hater's caught slipping
        Bm
Then my niggas stay tight
       F#m
Got my back like Pippen
A
Fast life gripping
D
Yeah, we still tippin'
Bm                   F#m
Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
A
Fakes try to mimic
D
Get girls timid
      Bm                         F#m
But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid

[Chorus (1)]
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A                   D
All that money, the money is the motive
Bm                  F#m
All that money, the money is the motive
A                   D
All that money, the money she be folding
Bm                       F#m
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
A                        D
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
Bm
Girl, put in work
F#m

[Verse 2]
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A
Push it to the limit
D
Push it through the pain
  Bm                              F#m
I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game
  A
A virgin to that money
  D
A virgin to the fame
   Bm
So this my only chance
             F#m
And when I'm over only pray
       A
That I flow from the bottom
D
Closer to the top
    Bm
The higher that I climb
    F#m
The harder I'ma drop
      A                      D
These pussy ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit
     Bm
So I tell them use a debit
           F#m
Watch they image start to lessen
  A
I warn them like discretion
D
Why these niggas testing?
Bm
Always fucking testing
F#m
Why these niggas testing?
A                       D
Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping
       Bm
To the music of the ambiance
F#m
Get shit popping
A
Zombies of the night
D                            Bm
Niggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew
       F#m
Get it in like pockets
A
Downtown loving
D
When the moon coming
Bm                     F#m
Only place to find bassheads and hot women

[Chorus (2)]
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A                   D
All that money, the money is the motive
Bm                  F#m
All that money, the money is the motive
A                   D
All that money, the money she be folding
Bm                       F#m
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
A                        D
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
Bm               F#m
Girl, put in work

[Verse 3]
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A
Better slow down
       D
She'll feel it in the morning
Bm                               F#m
Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning
A                      D
Too damn raw, ain't no nigga with her rollin'
         Bm
Ain't no nigga that she holding
         F#m
Man, her love is too damn foreign
        A
Look at all that money
    D
The money is the motive
Bm
All that money
    F#m
The money she be folding
A                        D
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work
Bm                       F#m
Girl, put in work, girl, girl, put in work



[Outro]
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A | D | Bm | F#m 
A | D | Bm | F#m 
A | D | Bm | F#m 

[Fade Out]
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A | D | Bm | F#m 
A | D | Bm | F#m 
A | D | Bm | F#m 
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