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The Morning Chords by The Weeknd

  • Key: A
  • BPM: 120
  • Capo: no capo

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THE MORNING CHORDS

[Start]

[Intro]
A D Bm7 F#m A D Bm7 F#m
               
A Dmaj7 D Bm7 F#m A D
              
    Bm7     Bm            
I'm fucking gone right now
F#m A                     
I'm fucking gone right now


[Verse]
A            
Listen listen
         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 Alizé 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 hoein'
Bm7       Bm                 F#m                    
Make that money rain as they taking off they clothes
A                  
Order plane tickets
D                  
Cali is the mission
Bm7                        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                                         
But behind closed doors they get poles so rigid


[Chorus]
A                  D                  
All that money the money is the motive
Bm                 F#m          A     
All that money the money is the motive
                         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]
        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
    Bm              
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                                        
Only place to find bassheads and hot women


[Chorus]
                            A         
All that money the money is the motive
                         D            
All that money the money is the motive
    Bm             F#m                 
All that money the money she be folding
                           A          
Girl put in work girl girl put in work
                      D        Bm F#m A     
Girl put in work girl girl put in     work
D    Bm7    F#m 
Girl put in work


[Verse]
A               
Better slow down
            D                
She'll feel it in the morning
          Bm7                    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'
               Bm7             
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
     D                                
Girl put in work girl girl put in work


[Chorus]
A                        D            
All that money the money is the motive
Bm             Bm7       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


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