The End (Outro)

Part I

[Intro: Meek Mill]

Okay, these niggas wanna be sleep

It's nine in the morning

I ain't been asleep yet

I though sleep was for billionaires

I think I'm the last of the street niggas left

Uh...

[Verse 1: Meek Mill]

When it come to stuntin', I'm like money man Meech

Brought my city with me and we coming in the fleet

And now I'm getting richer and they don't want me in the streets

I'm thinking **** a album sales, we sold a hundred bricks this week

Thousand grams of crack, take it to the table

Bag it all up, take it to the label and tell 'em distribute it

I'm getting cake ridiculous

'Rari like a frog, jumping through the traffic, ribbitin'

And they tellin' me to turn down, they say that I need Ritalin

Ballin' like I'm Jordan, no assists from Scottie Pippen

In an' out the flows, crossing over like I'm dribbling

Running laps round them rappers, tired like Michelin

Started off with Tip and 'em but that wasn't it for him

Yellow, gold Cuban, diamonds blue like Michigan

Been taught you niggas

That there's levels and there's differences

To this lifestyle, the way a real nigga livin' it

I'm gettin' it, nigga put yourself in my predicament

If you was gettin' all of this ****ing money

You won't spend this shit

I be at the dealership, pointing out and picking shit

Just to shake the town up, talking off the Richtor shit

Take 'em to the Clear Port, no Instagram, picture it

Niggas taking pictures for the Instagram, you in the shit

On the jet, fifty for the flight to go to LIV and shit

Spend another thirty on the champ

And never sipped the shit

One million, two million, three million, four

I can have a million dollars knocking at my door

Ridin' in the passenger, like 2Pac Shakur

Only thing that's different is this new Glock that roar

Get a rush from the paper, rush from the money

If money talk it's like you said hush to your money

These broke niggas say I talk too much about the money

That's what we do it for the love of the money

Nigga...

Part II

[Intro: Allen Iverson]

We're sitting here, I'm supposed to be the franchise player

And we're in here talking about practice

Not the game that I go out there and die for

And play every game like it's my last

Not the game

We talking about practice man

I mean how silly is that?

We talking about practice

What are we talkin' about?

Practice? We talking about practice man

We talking about practice

We talking about practice

We ain't talking 'bout the game

We talking about practice, man

[Verse: Meek Mill]

Killed my nigga snupe

I'm going hammer on these niggas

Ridin' through my city

With my finger on the trigger...