@@no1u521 Well, yeah this version (the album version), but the original version of track was produced by Jeremy Rose a.k.a Zodiac, same flow but just a different beat and way darker,.... The comment was for the original track producer and the original producer was Zodiac. Even if Abel had a fall out with Zodiac, his influence is all over the album and those are the stand out tracks, the party and the after party, loft Music, what you need,... I have to give Zodiac his credit...
You are waiting for a train. A train that will take you very far. You know where you want this train to take you, but you don't know where it will take you. But it doesn't matter, because we will be together
it's crazy cus the first time i listened to this album was in the winter and it was pretty snowy so i always connect especially this song with cold frosty days so this is the perfect pic for me lol
light that I'm the one ta makeya pipes wet lungs lit sitting stoned time elapse one touch can make ya mind callapse fallenangel can't find the steps I wanta switch us moodswing two things light that shit on the cigerett light that shit Inna cigerett on
Gone now Gone now Listen, listen From the morning to the evening Complaints from the tenants Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast Girls calling cabs at dawn, quarter to seven Sky's getting cold, we're flying 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 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'ma drop These pussy ass niggas 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 niggas testing? Always fucking testing Why these niggas testing? Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping To the music of the ambiance Get shit popping Zombies of the night (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 bassheads 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 nigga with her rollin' Ain't no nigga that she holding 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 folding (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
Gone now Gone now Listen, listen From the morning to the evening Complaints from the tenants Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast Girls calling cabs at dawn, quarter to seven Sky's getting cold, we're flying 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 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'ma drop These pussy ass niggas 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 niggas testing? Always fucking testing Why these niggas testing? Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping To the music of the ambiance Get shit popping Zombies of the night (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 bassheads 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 nigga with her rollin' Ain't no nigga that she holding 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 folding (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
this picture is the last thing that comes to my mind when listening to the song
Very odd choice indeed haha
I like how you made it obvious that you're a fan of X, Frank Ocean, and The Weeknd by looking at your profile picture and name.
Drive from Cali to the Midwest it’s very fitting. It’s a different kind of life my man
No way its perfect the vibe is hard
lol
Whoever produced the original track nailed it. Not too complex, yet does all it needs to to create one hell of a vibe. So good
Jeremy Rose
Jeremy Rose aka Zodiac...
@@matttheking1655 Jeremy Rose made an unreleased one. This was by Doc and Illangelo
@@no1u521 Well, yeah this version (the album version), but the original version of track was produced by Jeremy Rose a.k.a Zodiac, same flow but just a different beat and way darker,.... The comment was for the original track producer and the original producer was Zodiac. Even if Abel had a fall out with Zodiac, his influence is all over the album and those are the stand out tracks, the party and the after party, loft Music, what you need,... I have to give Zodiac his credit...
"listen... Listeeeeeen"
Who else killed it word for word? 🙋🏽
Trump's Hair Piece #Factory
This shit just can't get old. I miss the old Weeknd.
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You are waiting for a train. A train that will take you very far. You know where you want this train to take you, but you don't know where it will take you. But it doesn't matter, because we will be together
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, we flying from the north
Rocking with our city like a sold out show
House full of hoes that specialize into hoe-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 our haters caught slipping
Then my n*****s stay tight
Got my back like Pippen, fast life gripping
Yeah we still tipping
Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
Face 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 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 n****s trying to hold on to their credits
So I tell em use a debit watch they image start to lessen
I wanna 'em like discretion, why these n****s testing
Always fucking testing, why these n****s testing
Shit that I got 'em on, straight bar hopping to the music of the ambiance
Get shit poppin', zombies of the night
N****s 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 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 n**** worth her holding
Ain't no n**** that she holding man her love is too damn foreign
Look at 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
Songwriters: Abel Tesfaye / Martin Daniel Mckinney / Carlo Montagnese
The Morning lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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it's crazy cus the first time i listened to this album was in the winter and it was pretty snowy so i always connect especially this song with cold frosty days so this is the perfect pic for me lol
Great instrumental helps you think about good times and bad times, well for me anyway. Just go off into another world
Idfky but I can hear the voices in my head
Beautiful scenery.
bro you're amazing, your remakes are remarkable
TESLA SUWUU They are not remakes. They are official instrumentals that's the reason why they sound so accurate. I have all of them on my Mega account.
@@TheApolloZ link?
All that money is the motive.
How you holding up uploader? Been a rough year man
I love this picture so much even if it does fit, it still feels right for this track
I tried to get something that matched the instrumental not the song.
All that money the money is the motive...
Why just a pic of a snowy train track n surroundings?
Ahhhh so relaxing 😔😔
Good job
this is amazing
pic should’ve been like a city view with a sunrise in the background
Completely different experience
light that
I'm the
one ta
makeya
pipes
wet
lungs lit
sitting stoned
time elapse
one touch can make
ya
mind callapse
fallenangel
can't find the steps
I wanta
switch us moodswing
two things
light that shit
on the
cigerett
light that shit Inna
cigerett
on
Petit pélican un jours seras grand ✌🏼
Netwark qlf la famille
What’s the noise at 4:30. Is it a vocal?
it's a dog hahaha
wav hex probably a filtered chopped up vocal effect
Gone now
Gone now
Listen, listen
From the morning to the evening
Complaints from the tenants
Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant
Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast
Girls calling cabs at dawn, quarter to seven
Sky's getting cold, we're flying 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 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'ma drop
These pussy ass niggas 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 niggas testing?
Always fucking testing
Why these niggas testing?
Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping
To the music of the ambiance
Get shit popping
Zombies of the night (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 bassheads 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 nigga with her rollin'
Ain't no nigga that she holding
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 folding (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
Kinda sounds like Drifter by Hippie Sabotage
Can please you do Reminder or Six feet under next?
I planed with this music
Can i use this for my cover?
Ameiiii🔥🔥
beauty
dinguerie a devenir fou meme en etant sdf avc cette zic on a un palace
Why this picture? 😂😂
Awesome
boppin
play 0.95 speed wow!
fucking gone right now
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lol hey shut up
Gone now
Gone now
Listen, listen
From the morning to the evening
Complaints from the tenants
Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant
Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast
Girls calling cabs at dawn, quarter to seven
Sky's getting cold, we're flying 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 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'ma drop
These pussy ass niggas 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 niggas testing?
Always fucking testing
Why these niggas testing?
Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping
To the music of the ambiance
Get shit popping
Zombies of the night (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 bassheads 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 nigga with her rollin'
Ain't no nigga that she holding
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 folding (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