Robert Williams (born May 6, 1987), better known by his stage name Meek Mil… Read Full Bio ↴Robert Williams (born May 6, 1987), better known by his stage name Meek Mill, is an American rapper from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He was briefly signed to T.I.'s label Grand Hustle Records and in February 2011 signed to Rick Ross' Maybach Music Group. He adopted the rap name “Meek Mill” after family and friends from his neighborhood kept referencing him by his middle name. Meek is coined as the latest rap phenomenon to come out of the city of Philadelphia.

Raised in the North Philadelphia section of the city with his sister and inspired by his mother and father; who died when he was five, Meek Mill began taking the rap game seriously at the age of 12 after losing a street battle to neighboring rappers. He says his desire to rap grew after watching his uncle Philly hip-hop pioneer Grandmaster Nell. While hanging out in his neighborhood, Meek met three guys and formed the group, “BloodHoundz,” which consisted of Mel Love, Dat Nigga Leel and Young Pooh. The group lasted for fives years and Meek ventured on his own.

With a solo career in tow, Meek became one of Philadelphia’s hottest underground rap artists on an independent label. In 2007, Meek debuted his Flamerz series, which stands for hottest songs and released his first mix tape, Flamerz 1, which featured the hit single, “In My Bag.”

In 2008, Meek debuted the highly anticipated Flamerz 2 –“Hottest In Da City,” which showcased more of his lyrical abilities with the singles, “So Fly,” “Prolli,” and “Hottest In Da City.” Upon release of Flamerz 2, it caught the attention of founder and President of 215Aphillyated Records, Charlie Mack. Mack was immediately impressed with Meek that he signed him to his management company. During the same year, he met the founder and owner of Grand Hustle, TI. TI was impressed with his lyrical ability that he offered him an opportunity to travel to Los Angeles to meet with him along with the Warner Brothers Records, within one week both record companies offered him a deal. Meek was overwhelmed by the offers; however, he felt collaborating with TI was an opportunity of a lifetime and chose his label. An ecstatic Meek was on top of the world; a record deal and the chance to work with one of hip hop’s greatest rappers and then a set back occurred. He was arrested, charged with a crime and order to serve seven months in jail.

Meek pre-released three singles from his third mix tape Flamerz 2.5 – “The Preview” in August of 2009, which featured the chart topping hits, “Make ‘Em Say,” “Imma Da Ish,” featuring Ms. Jade and “Starting Something,” in honor Michael Jackson. Within the first two weeks of its release, Clear Channel added it to their play list, which is an anomaly in the music business. In June of 2009, Meek began immediately working on his freshman album – Flamerz 3, “Hottest In America – Gangster Grill Edition,” hosted by DJ Drama and featuring the songs: “Baby Girl,” “Hottest In America,” and “I’m Killinem.” The highly anticipated cd is set to be released on January 19, 2010. Despite his stint in jail, Meek’s fans remained loyal, he currently boasts of 13 million hits on My Space and 20 million viewers on You Tube. Meek Mill has recently just signed to Rick Ross's Maybach Music Group.

In the future, Meek plans to establish the Meek Mill Foundation, which will mentor young males between the ages of 12-24 on the importance of “Education over Incarceration.” He gives a shoutout to the next artist coming up named shizz.. He also plans to collaborate with United Community Action Network and the Lifers of Graterford Prison to address the violence plaguing our cities. To learn more about Meek, you can visit the official website: www.meekmillflamerz.com and for bookings or shows, you can call Charlie Mack at 215-910-4675 or e-mail: firstoutdalimo@aol.com.

2015 - BEEF WITH DRAKE
In July 2015 Meek attempted to air out Drake for "not writing his own raps" via popular social media site Twitter. These tweets resulted in a huge reaction from the hip hop community, however, the stunt went awry when Drake (Aubrey Graham) decided to respond. Drake released the diss track "Charged Up" during an Apple Music stream and an immediate response from Meek was demanded. Funkmaster Flex announced he would debut Meek's response live on Hot97. However, the track never came. After four days there was still no sign of a response from Meek, prompting Drake to release a second diss track "Back To Back." The response to this was huge and a harsh blow to Meek's career. Two days later Meek finally released "Wanna Know." This track received largely negative reviews and it was clear to most that Drake had won the beef. On August 2nd at the annual OVOfest, Drake truly roasted Meek Mill; performing "Back To Back" in front of various memes poking fun at Meek to a raucous Toronto crowd. Many fans believed this to be the nail in the coffin spelling the end for Meek's career.

Banned From TV
Meek Mill Lyrics

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Yessir! Aye look
I took my rap money and I
Went and bought some kilo (s)
4th quarter, tie game
And one for the free throw
Letric bill audemar, lighting up like PEECO
Word to my homies locked
"free my nigga Reek" flow

We go, anywhere I wanna, it's my ego
Jewelry on and off, all I know is ball
(ballin)
Glock 4pound'll put your brains on the wall
I'm trynna buy them hammers TIP had
You niggas at the mall
Let me tell you why they hatin'
Cause they dead pot
Aye weezy tell them niggas kill they self
Head shot fred Flintstone ya bitch
I make her fuckin' bed rock
So much ice up in my Breitling
Made my fucking band pop
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Pick a fucking rapper out
And I bet they ain't in to half
That shit they say or rap about
I be really into that
Flowing with my rachet out
Every time I'm in the club
Know we bring them ladders out (ladders)
Don't you hate a rapping nigga
Screaming he ain't gotta rap?
Spitting all that bullshit you spiitin
(tsk) gotta trap
Watching for them boys in the
Khakis and the alphabet
Cause they don't wanna see a young
Nigga make it out the jack
Out the hood, out for good
Hating nigga I been good
The coupe like the Bat Mobile
My bitch playin Robin Hood
Kobe told me "get 'em" and I told
Him that "I got 'em good"
You ain't never been there bitch
Why you actin' hollywood?
Kerosene heater flow, swagger on a milli'n
(swagger) every time I'm on some shit they
Be like "you killin' 'em"
He said I ain't on that shit
Black Eyed Peas "well Will I am"
5 percent on everything so you don't
See what wheel I'm in
Or you don't see what bitch I got
Ice up in my wrist and watch
I'mma cloud hopper
Prolly take me to the top
Drama, take me to my Glock
So I can get strapper
And I be with that white boy
Fucking with that Casper
Laughter, cause I can play around
And shout you niggas down
Lawnmower with that semi, cut
You niggas down, buck you niggas down
"Who you be with?" Talk about about me
When you see me it's the remix!
I said I'm fly as fuck, get that purple
Light it up
Think it's sweet then try your luck
Need a murder? Hire us
Shooters, they always on deck just
Waitn' to fire up send them at you niggas
They gon' listen like I'm wired up
Tell that ho to get a grip
"bitch go pick them pliers up"
Catch me in an SRT, coolin burn them tires up
We banging that Flamerz 3
Shut 'em down and light 'em up
I hear you niggas got that work
We call ya phone and line you up
Cash rules everything around me, and near me
Tell them hoes I don't do singles
They can share me i don't wanna talk or do
Business if you scary
Lil niggas shoulda never watched
Tom and Jerry (rat)
Break a brick down, cop a whip
Get my jewels up
Pay a couple bills, lay low
And then a crew cut
Catch me in the vip popping
Bottles with my tool tucked
Hating ass niggas make me sick
Fuck my mood up
Swagger on a million, billion, trillion
Somewhere on an island like Gillagen
Wrist wear
Lookin' like it's made from Jack
& Jill and 'em
Whole band bust down, big rocks, killin em
My city I'm bigger than the mayor is
Ask the streets
Say I'm everything I say I'm is
I went to jail, came back like AI did

And put my city on the map real rap!
(Mr philadelphia)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Meek Mill's song "Banned from TV" depict the rapper's pride and arrogance, as he boasts about his success in the rap industry and his ability to overcome obstacles. He starts by mentioning how he used his rap money to purchase kilos of drugs, highlighting the connection between his rap career and street life. He then references his homie who is locked up, expressing his desire for his release. Meek Mill asserts his ego and personal freedom, stating that he can go anywhere he wants and do whatever he pleases.

Throughout the song, Meek Mill emphasizes his lavish lifestyle, with references to jewelry, expensive watches, and luxury cars. He takes shots at other rappers who claim to be successful but don't live up to their words, suggesting that their lyrics are fake and they are only focused on materialistic gains. Meek Mill also touches on street life, mentioning the need to be cautious of the police and maintaining a hustler mentality.

The lyrics are filled with braggadocio and an unapologetic attitude, showcasing Meek Mill's confidence and determination to succeed. He mentions his resilience after facing jail time and his commitment to representing his city, Philadelphia.

Line by Line Meaning

Yessir! Aye look
Yes, sir! Hey, listen

I took my rap money and I Went and bought some kilo (s)
I invested my earnings from rap into buying kilograms of drugs

4th quarter, tie game And one for the free throw
In a critical moment, just like in a basketball game, I have one chance to win

Letric bill audemar, lighting up like PEECO
My Audemars Piguet watch is shining bright like PECO electric bill

Word to my homies locked "free my nigga Reek" flow
Shoutout to my friends who are imprisoned, hoping for their freedom

We go, anywhere I wanna, it's my ego
I go wherever I want, driven by my ego

Jewelry on and off, all I know is ball (ballin)
I flaunt my jewelry, always in a baller mindset

Glock 4pound'll put your brains on the wall
My Glock pistol can blow your brains out and leave them on the wall

I'm trynna buy them hammers TIP had You niggas at the mall
I'm trying to purchase firearms like T.I.P., while you guys are wasting time at the mall

Let me tell you why they hatin' Cause they dead pot
Let me explain the reason for their hate, it's because they're worthless

Aye weezy tell them niggas kill they self Head shot fred Flintstone ya bitch
Hey, Lil Wayne, tell those guys to commit suicide, shoot them in the head like Fred Flintstone

I make her fuckin' bed rock
I make her orgasm so intensely that it feels like an earthquake

So much ice up in my Breitling Made my fucking band pop
The abundance of diamonds in my Breitling watch makes it stand out

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe Pick a fucking rapper out And I bet they ain't in to half That shit they say or rap about
Choose random rappers and I guarantee they don't live up to half of what they claim or rap about

I be really into that Flowing with my rachet out
I'm genuinely involved in the street life, always carrying my gun

Every time I'm in the club Know we bring them ladders out (ladders)
Whenever I'm in the club, be aware that we bring guns (ladders) with us

Don't you hate a rapping nigga Screaming he ain't gotta rap? Spitting all that bullshit you spiitin (tsk) gotta trap
Don't you despise rappers who claim they don't need to sell drugs, yet they rap about it?

Watching for them boys in the Khakis and the alphabet Cause they don't wanna see a young Nigga make it out the jack
I'm cautious of the police in their khaki uniforms and alphabet (law enforcement) agencies because they don't want a young black man to succeed

Out the hood, out for good Hating nigga I been good
I've left the neighborhood behind and I'm on a positive path, despite the hate

The coupe like the Bat Mobile My bitch playin Robin Hood
My car is like the Batmobile, and my girlfriend is acting like Robin Hood, stealing from the rich

Kobe told me "get 'em" and I told Him that "I got 'em good"
Kobe Bryant advised me to take down my opponents, and I assured him that I already had them covered

You ain't never been there bitch Why you actin' hollywood?
You've never experienced the struggle, so why are you acting like a pretentious celebrity?

Kerosene heater flow, swagger on a milli'n (swagger) every time I'm on some shit they Be like "you killin' 'em"
My flow is so hot it's like a kerosene heater, and every time I release new music, people say I'm killing it with my swagger

He said I ain't on that shit Black Eyed Peas "well Will I am"
Someone claimed I'm not involved in certain activities, but like the Black Eyed Peas say, "Well, Will I am" involved

5 percent on everything so you don't See what wheel I'm in
I take a 5% cut on everything to hide my true wealth and lifestyle

Or you don't see what bitch I got Ice up in my wrist and watch
You don't know the women I'm involved with, or see the expensive diamonds in my watch

I'mma cloud hopper Prolly take me to the top
I jump from one fame to another, and it will probably lead me to the peak of success

Drama, take me to my Glock So I can get strapper
When there's trouble, bring me my gun so I can arm myself

And I be with that white boy Fucking with that Casper
I hang out with a white guy who is associated with ghostly or illegal activities

Laughter, cause I can play around And shout you niggas down
I find it amusing that I can easily overshadow and intimidate you

Lawnmower with that semi, cut You niggas down, buck you niggas down
I can mow down or eliminate my enemies with my semi-automatic gun, shooting at them repeatedly

"Who you be with?" Talk about about me When you see me it's the remix!
People ask who I associate with, constantly talking about me, and when they encounter me, it's like an upgraded version of reality

I said I'm fly as fuck, get that purple Light it up
I confidently declare that I look extremely stylish, and I proceed to smoke marijuana

Think it's sweet then try your luck Need a murder? Hire us
If you underestimate me, go ahead and take your chances. Need someone killed? We're available for hire

Shooters, they always on deck just Waitn' to fire up send them at you niggas They gon' listen like I'm wired up
I have skilled gunmen ready and waiting to carry out attacks against anyone who opposes me. They follow my orders without question

Tell that ho to get a grip "bitch go pick them pliers up"
Tell that woman to regain control of her life, she should pick up pliers and fix herself

Catch me in an SRT, coolin burn them tires up
You'll find me in a high-performance car, casually burning rubber on the road

We banging that Flamerz 3 Shut 'em down and light 'em up
We're playing my mixtape "Flamerz 3" loudly, disrupting the neighborhood and causing havoc

I hear you niggas got that work We call ya phone and line you up
I've heard that you have drugs for sale, so we contact you to set up a deal

Cash rules everything around me, and near me Tell them hoes I don't do singles They can share me
Money controls everything in my life, including the people around me. I don't entertain one-night stands; women can share me if they want to be involved

I don't wanna talk or do Business if you scary
I'm not interested in conversing or doing any business with someone who is easily frightened

Lil niggas shoulda never watched Tom and Jerry (rat)
Young kids shouldn't have learned from watching cartoons like Tom and Jerry, they became snitches

Break a brick down, cop a whip Get my jewels up
Break down a kilogram of drugs, buy a new car, and upgrade my jewelry

Pay a couple bills, lay low And then a crew cut
Pay some expenses, live discreetly for a while, and then get a crew cut hairstyle

Catch me in the vip popping Bottles with my tool tucked
You'll find me in the VIP section, celebrating and carrying my gun concealed

Hating ass niggas make me sick Fuck my mood up
Jealous people irritate me and ruin my mood

Swagger on a million, billion, trillion Somewhere on an island like Gillagen
My confidence and style are immeasurable, and I feel like I'm on a luxurious island like Gilligan's Island

Wrist wear Lookin' like it's made from Jack & Jill and 'em
The jewelry on my wrist looks so exquisite, as if it were crafted by Jack and Jill themselves

Whole band bust down, big rocks, killin em
All of the diamonds in my jewelry are of high quality and flawless, impressing everyone

My city I'm bigger than the mayor is Ask the streets
In my city, I have more influence and power than the mayor. Just ask the people on the streets

Say I'm everything I say I'm is I went to jail, came back like AI did
The streets confirm that I am exactly who I claim to be. I even went to jail and came back just like Allen Iverson did

And put my city on the map real rap! (Mr Philadelphia)
I've gained recognition and brought attention to my city through my authentic rap. I'm the embodiment of Philadelphia

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