Meek Mill — Last One Sleep

[Intro: Meek Mill] Yeah, yeah, uh [Verse 1: Meek Mill] You could do this too, if you ask me like I do I never care what niggas did cause they ain't fucking with my crew I stayed down for all them nights, that's too hard cause I knew Any moment I could blow up and the prices gotta go up California nicest motorcades when I roll up This the type of shit that make a hate, nigga throw up This the type of shit that make a good girl turn up Sitting in the hills, counting up a mill [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Dirty nose nigga now I'm rich like Uncle Phil Fresh Prince of Philly and arenas like I'm guilty (Yeah) My dog always at me since you made it how it feels I can't even explain it, I'm just not complaining (Aight) I just made so much money that I cannot contain it I need another accounting (for what?) To watch my other accounting (for what?) The way that money coming in, that time don't even count it I barely even check it, I stay humble count my blessings (Yeah) Went to jail so niggas turn they back, I learned my lesson Been in the game like 10 years and I still ain't get restless Last nigga asleep and the first nigga woke Cause the first nigga asleep would be the first nigga broke No bet