The Morning
The Weeknd Lyrics


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I'm fucking gone right now
I'm fucking gone right 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 (Always fucking)
Why these niggas testing? (Always fucking)
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 (ayy), the money is the motive
All that money (ohh), the money is the motive
All that money, the money she be folding
Girl put in work (ayy), girl, girl put in work (ayy)
Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work (ayy)
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

Overall Meaning

The Weeknd's "The Morning" is a song about a lifestyle that is fueled by money, drugs, and debauchery. The lyrics describe a group of people who are living recklessly, with no regard for the consequences of their actions. They are drinking Alizé with their cereal for breakfast, partying all night, and engaging in casual sex with prostitutes. The singer talks about flying to California every month and living a double life. He warns his rivals to be cautious, but also boasts about his loyalty to his friends. The chorus repeats "All that money, the money is the motive," emphasizing the fact that all their actions are driven by the desire for wealth and status.


The song's lyrics are replete with references to drugs and alcohol, with mentions of Codeine cups, zombies of the night, and the ambiance of the club. The singer seems to be living a life that is both glamorous and dangerous, with constant partying and debauchery. The chorus also highlights the theme of materialism, with its repetition of the phrase "All that money, the money is the motive." The song suggests that money and status are the only things that matter in this world, and that people will go to great lengths to attain them.


Overall, "The Morning" is a dark and cynical portrayal of the high life. It is a song about excess and the pursuit of pleasure at any cost, set against a backdrop of drugs, sex, and violence.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm fucking gone right now
I am currently inebriated to the point of impairment


From the morning to the evening
Throughout the entire day


Complaints from the tenants
People in the adjacent living spaces are expressing concern


Got the walls kicking like they six months pregnant
The volume is so loud that it causes physical vibrations in the building


Drinking Alizé with our cereal for breakfast
We are starting our day with an alcoholic beverage and sugary cereal


Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to seven
Women are leaving in the early morning, before the sun rises


Sky's getting cold, we're flying from the North
The weather is becoming colder and we are departing from a northern region


Rockin' with our city like a sold out show
We are enjoying our urban environment as though we are attending a popular concert


House full of pros that specialize in the ho'in
Our residence is occupied by individuals who are adept at prostitution


Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
We are paying these individuals generously for their services


Order plane tickets
Purchase travel arrangements


Cali is the mission
Our goal is to visit California


Visit every month like I'm split life living
We are frequenting the area, as if we are living two separate lives


Let the world listen
We are not afraid to express our opinions to others


If a hater's caught slipping
If someone who dislikes us is caught in a vulnerable position


Then my niggas stay tight
My friends and associates remain faithful and committed to me


Got my back like Pippen
They are as supportive as the basketball player Scottie Pippen


Fast life gripping
Our lifestyle is focused on rapid gratification


Yeah, we still tippin'
We continue to indulge in excessive behavior


Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
Our drug use is creating intense, realistic hallucinations


Fakes try to mimic
Imitators attempt to emulate our behavior


Get girls timid
The imitators intimidate women


But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid
However, in private, these individuals are sexually aroused


All that money, the money is the motive
Our desire for wealth is the primary motivation for our actions


Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work
Women are expected to perform labor to earn their money


Push it to the limit
We are pushing ourselves to the maximum extent of our abilities


Push it through the pain
We are willing to endure discomfort to achieve our goals


I push it for the pleasure like a virgin to the game
Our desire for pleasure motivates us, much like a person who is new to a pursuit and eager to try it


A virgin to that money
We are inexperienced in managing or possessing great wealth


A virgin to the fame
We are not accustomed to public recognition or notoriety


So this my only chance
This is my single opportunity


And when I'm over only pray
When my time in the spotlight has expired, I hope


That I flow from the bottom
That I am able to succeed through humble beginnings


Closer to the top
Continuing to progress upward


The higher that I climb
As I chart a course for greater success


The harder I'ma drop
The more likely I am to experience a sudden failure


These pussy-ass niggas tryna hold on to their credit
Cowardly individuals are attempting to maintain their status and reputation


So I tell them use a debit
I recommend that they switch to using a debit card instead of relying on credit


Watch they image start to lessen
Their reputation will begin to deteriorate


I warn them like discretion
I caution them to act wisely and with good judgment


Why these niggas testing?
Why are these men trying to provoke a conflict?


Always fucking testing (Always fucking)
They continue to push boundaries and escalate tensions


Shit that I got them on straight bar hopping
My provocative behavior has forced them to constantly move from one drinking establishment to another


To the music of the ambiance
We are enjoying the vibe of our surroundings


Get shit popping
We are creating an exciting, lively atmosphere


Zombies of the night (zombies of the night)
We are like creatures who come alive only after darkness falls


Niggas ain't talking if they hyping to the crew
Men are less likely to speak honestly when surrounded by their peers and trying to impress them


Get it in like pockets
We are focused on achieving sexual satisfaction


Downtown loving
We are enjoying urban life and all it has to offer


When the moon coming
Assuming a party atmosphere after sunset


Only place to find bassheads and hot women
The location is known for attracting those who are fond of music and attractive members of the opposite sex


Better slow down
It would be wise to curb our behavior


She'll feel it in the morning
The consequences of our actions may only be fully realized upon awakening


Ain't the kind of girl you'll be seeing in the morning
It is unlikely that this woman will remain in our company after the nighttime activities have ended


Too damn raw ain't no nigga with her rollin'
She is fiercely independent and not seeking companionship


Ain't no nigga that she holding
She is not interested in forming a romantic attachment


Man, her love is too damn foreign
Her emotional attachment is difficult to understand or relate to


Look at all that money
The amount of wealth we possess is significant


Girl put in work, girl, girl put in work
Women are expected to contribute labor in order to earn money




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Abel Tesfaye, Carlo Montagnese, Martin McKinney

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I'm fucking gone right now
I'm fucking 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 gettin' cold, we're 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 niggas 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
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 testin'?
Always fuckin' testin'
Why these niggas 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)
Niggas 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 nigga with her rollin'
Ain't no nigga 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



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@MERTZY

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He robbed my Jordan’s

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The Weeknd inspires me to sing. My dad said if I can get 5K likes on my new singing video, he will finally buy me a mic. I really need one to make my own music. Any support is appreciated.

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@republicofjupiter

If you never experienced synesthesia, this song will make you feel it. This song gives early morning vibes when the sky is indigo blue and you feel the dew in the air. So lovely

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@rachaelward1572

Like when ur up all night and u watch the sky turn to morning

@josphatkyalo375

funny thing I always listen it at night

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