The End (Outro)

[Intro: Meek Mill] Okay, these niggas wanna be sleek 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 fuck 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 Sottie 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 fucking 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 rictor 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... [Outro: 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 Killed my nigga snupe I'm going hammer on these niggas Ridin' thru my city With my finger on the trigger (To be Continued)