Boss Freestyle
Meek Mill Lyrics


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Free my nigga lil bH

I fell in love with the streets
Yeah I was 16 (youngin)
Grinding like Clipse, tryna get cream
(let's get it) a little nigga in the field
Was doing big things
Big hammers, big work, and had a big team
It was popping round the time
We had it in green yeah we was dirty
Narcs tryna sweep the strip clean
Plus we had that white girl, you know
That Christine
Aculera, that should dare her
Make a rich fiend go broke tryna fix dreams
Watching niggas cook the coke it
Looked like whipped cream
And I was tryna get cake (I was hungry)
My old head would tell me just wait
But I was crooked, tryna get straight
The hundreds with the big face
The money made me feel great
Like Tony the Tiger, when he get flakes
Talking the frosted ones
My heart was so cold had to defrost my lungs
Getting high
Was paranoid and going hard with guns
Ready to squeeze on any nigga with ease
Nightmares of being murdered I believed
How the judge gon blame me
Cause when them niggas come to kill
Me nobody gon save me
Label me a felon โ€˜fore you
Label me as telling
Upstate jail and tuna soup and getting melon
Tell em
Was raining yesterday but now it's hailing
It's death up in the air, you can smell it
Man they got the reaper round the
Corner tryna catch a body
The hungry youngins up the street
They tryna catch somebody
Slipping, they got their smith and
They gon stretch some bodies
If they don't get paid
Somebody gon get sprayed
And one love to my niggas in the twist cage
No commissary chow without the lid tray
Guard spit in it
But you can feel your rib cage
Touch it so you're like fuck
I got to live today
You niggas fucking with them hoes
I'm fucking with them Benjis
I be cutting up them O's
Fucking with that stove
That shit you made last week
I fucked it up on clothes
Spend half of that on Prada and
The other half on dros
Woah! (woah Meek Milly)
I said nigga do you, Imma do me
That haze it got him in the zone like a 23
Them niggas need a smoke, we got that oohwee
Purp by the pound, ounces of the sour D
We 32'd the Glizzy's, compact to max
Sliding through they hood, tinted down
Back to back looking for these pussys
Now where these faggots at skis, dickies
And hoodies show where they trapping at
Murder murder graveyard
Funeral service for em
Embalming fluid, obituary and hearses for em
That choppa do him
His mama mourning and hurting for him
We collect bosses, they flunkies
Whoever working for em

Yeah, Meek motherfucking Milly
You niggas know what it is
BH we straight to the motherfucking
Day that I die nigga free my nigga lil
GT franchise we got the
Game on motherfucking lock
And if you think you fucking with me nigga
Hit that stu' hard




And get your fucking game right
Plain and simple boss

Overall Meaning

In "Boss Freestyle," Meek Mill reminisces about his early days in the streets, specifically when he was 16 years old. He describes being enamored with the hustle and grind, comparing himself to the rap duo Clipse, who were known for their street-inspired lyrics. Despite his young age, Meek Mill was involved in significant criminal activities, wielding big guns, handling large quantities of drugs, and leading a substantial group of people. During this time, the streets were thriving, with lucrative opportunities and a sense of rebellion.


Meek Mill references a drug known as "white girl," which is cocaine. He personifies it as Christine Aculera, a seductive temptress that can quickly drain the fortune of addicts chasing their fix. He vividly describes the process of cooking and packaging cocaine, comparing its appearance to whipped cream. He admits to being driven by a hunger for success and money, disregarding the advice of his elder to patiently wait for his turn. Meek Mill unapologetically indulges in materialistic pleasures, comparing his satisfaction to Tony the Tiger craving Frosted Flakes.


The rapper reveals the dark side of his lifestyle, expressing feelings of paranoia and having to arm himself heavily. He shares his fear of being killed and the sense of isolation that comes along with it. Meek Mill questions the justice system, believing they will unfairly blame him for seeking retribution against those threatening his life. He emphasizes the harsh reality of the streets, where violence and tragedy loom, evident in the constant presence of the Grim Reaper. Meek Mill acknowledges the desperation of young individuals around him, willing to do whatever it takes to earn money, even if it means resorting to violence.


In the later part of the song, Meek Mill contrasts his own hustle with others who prioritize relationships with women rather than building wealth. He boasts about his success with drug trafficking, spending the profits on luxury brands like Prada and drugs. He reaffirms his individuality, advising others to focus on themselves while he continues to pursue his own goals without distraction. Meek Mill taunts his rivals, asserting his dominance and superiority in the rap game with the support of his crew, BH (Bosses Hustambangaz), and GT franchise. He warns anyone who attempts to challenge or undermine him to step up their game and to acknowledge him as the true boss.


Line by Line Meaning

Free my nigga lil bH
I want my friend Lil BH to be released from prison


I fell in love with the streets
I became deeply involved in the urban lifestyle


Yeah I was 16 (youngin)
This happened when I was just a teenager


Grinding like Clipse, tryna get cream
I was hustling hard, striving to make money


(let's get it) a little nigga in the field
I was a young individual involved in illegal activities


Was doing big things
I was engaged in significant and influential actions


Big hammers, big work, and had a big team
I possessed powerful weapons, large quantities of drugs, and a crew of people


It was popping round the time
Things were highly active and exciting during that period


We had it in green yeah we was dirty
We had the drugs (specifically marijuana) in abundance, so we were attracting attention


Narcs tryna sweep the strip clean
Law enforcement officers were attempting to eliminate drug dealing in our area


Plus we had that white girl, you know
Additionally, we were involved in selling cocaine


That Christine
A nickname referring to the drug cocaine


Aculera, that should dare her
It was a dangerous substance that could ruin someone's life


Make a rich fiend go broke tryna fix dreams
It had the power to make a wealthy addict lose all their money while trying to satisfy their desires


Watching niggas cook the coke it
Observing people engage in the process of preparing cocaine


Looked like whipped cream
The cooked cocaine took on a visual resemblance to whipped cream


And I was tryna get cake (I was hungry)
I was eager to make a lot of money (I was ambitious)


My old head would tell me just wait
An older person who had more experience would advise me to be patient


But I was crooked, tryna get straight
However, I was dishonest and determined to make my situation better through illegal means


The hundreds with the big face
I desired hundred-dollar bills with significant face value


The money made me feel great
Having lots of money filled me with a sense of joy and accomplishment


Like Tony the Tiger, when he get flakes
I felt as confident and satisfied as the mascot Tony the Tiger feels when he eats frosted flakes


Talking the frosted ones
Referring to the frosted flakes cereal specifically


My heart was so cold had to defrost my lungs
I was emotionally distant and cold, to the point where even my lungs felt frozen and needed to thaw


Getting high
Using drugs, specifically marijuana


Was paranoid and going hard with guns
I was constantly anxious and excessively armed


Ready to squeeze on any nigga with ease
I was prepared to shoot anyone without difficulty


Nightmares of being murdered I believed
I had recurring dreams about being killed, and I considered them realistic


How the judge gon blame me
I questioned how I could be held responsible by a judge


Cause when them niggas come to kill
Because if those individuals come to murder


Me nobody gon save me
No one is going to protect me


Label me a felon โ€˜fore you
The legal system will categorize me as a criminal before


Label me as telling
Even considering the possibility that I cooperate with law enforcement


Upstate jail and tuna soup and getting melon
I would end up incarcerated in a prison facility far from home, eating poor quality food and gaining weight


Tell em
Inform them


Was raining yesterday but now it's hailing
There were difficulties in the past, but now the situation has worsened


It's death up in the air, you can smell it
The air is heavy with an impending sense of danger and death


Man they got the reaper round the
The metaphorical Angel of Death is lurking nearby


Corner tryna catch a body
It is looking for an opportunity to claim someone's life


The hungry youngins up the street
The desperate teenagers living nearby


They tryna catch somebody
They are attempting to harm someone


Slipping, they got their smith and
If someone becomes vulnerable, they possess a firearm known as a smith and wesson


They gon stretch some bodies
They will harm and possibly kill individuals


If they don't get paid
If they do not receive the money they are owed


Somebody gon get sprayed
Someone will become the target of bullets


And one love to my niggas in the twist cage
I express my solidarity and affection to my friends who are incarcerated


No commissary chow without the lid tray
They do not have the privilege of receiving food supplies without a tray cover


Guard spit in it
A correctional officer contaminated the food with their saliva


But you can feel your rib cage
They experience hunger to the point where their rib bones can be felt


Touch it so you're like fuck
It is physically evident to the point that it is frustrating


I got to live today
I must survive and continue to exist in this moment


You niggas fucking with them hoes
You guys are involving yourselves with promiscuous women


I'm fucking with them Benjis
I am focused on making money


I be cutting up them O's
I am dividing and selling drugs, specifically referring to ounces


Fucking with that stove
I am involved in cooking and selling drugs


That shit you made last week
The drugs you produced in the past week


I fucked it up on clothes
I spent a significant amount of money on clothing and accessories


Spend half of that on Prada and
I allocated fifty percent of that money on the luxury brand Prada, and


The other half on dros
The remaining fifty percent on the drug MDMA (also known as ecstasy)


Woah! (woah Meek Milly)
Expression of surprise or amazement (referring to oneself, Meek Mill)


I said nigga do you, Imma do me
I advised the other person to focus on themselves, while I will do the same


That haze it got him in the zone like a 23
The marijuana strain Haze has put him in a state of mind similar to the basketball player Michael Jordan (number 23)


Them niggas need a smoke, we got that oohwee
Those individuals want to smoke marijuana, and we have the good quality product


Purp by the pound, ounces of the sour D
We have large quantities of high-quality marijuana and smaller amounts of a particular strain known as Sour Diesel


We 32'd the Glizzy's, compact to max
We equipped ourselves with 32-round magazines for our guns, specifically Glock pistols, in their most efficient form


Sliding through they hood, tinted down
Moving through their neighborhood while having the windows of our car darkened


Back to back looking for these pussys
Travelling in a line with no space between our vehicles, searching for our enemies


Now where these faggots at skis, dickies
We are demanding the whereabouts of our opponents, who are dressed in ski masks and Dickies clothing


And hoodies show where they trapping at
Their clothing choices indicate their location where they engage in drug dealing


Murder murder graveyard
There has been a significant number of homicides


Funeral service for em
We are organizing the burial ceremonies for them


Embalming fluid, obituary and hearses for em
We are taking care of the embalming, writing their obituaries, and arranging the funeral vehicles for their services


That choppa do him
Our firearm will cause harm to him


His mama mourning and hurting for him
His mother is grieving, feeling intense emotional pain for her son


We collect bosses, they flunkies
We associate with influential individuals, while they are mere followers


Whoever working for em
Anyone who serves those bosses


Yeah, Meek motherfucking Milly
Yes, I am Meek Mill, confidently stating my name


You niggas know what it is
You guys understand the situation and circumstances


BH we straight to the motherfucking
My friend BH and I remain dedicated and committed


Day that I die nigga free my nigga lil
Until the day of my death, I demand the release of my friend Lil BH


GT franchise we got the
In the franchise called GT, we have gained control and dominance


Game on motherfucking lock
We have complete control over the game and cannot be challenged


And if you think you fucking with me nigga
If you believe you can compete with me, my friend


Hit that stu' hard
You better work diligently and improve your craft


And get your fucking game right
Ensure that your skills and abilities are up to par


Plain and simple boss
Without question, I am a powerful and influential figure




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Vega

Only Philly truly know how meek used to go so crazy even before he blew up

Sour Kyle

anybody saying they miss this meek mill, this is still him, he never fell off

FREE MEEK 2017

Split Personality

This is still better than is latest music forever

InFiddle _

you couldn't go anywhere in philly without hearing a flamerz mixtape dumping in the day.

Drizz Dollaz

this jawns always gonna be a banger to me i wish meek still rapped like this

MR CALERO

WHERE IT ALL STARTED!!!! YALL DONT KNOW THIS MEEK!!!!

Shawn Stover

The real me was before this

ASAP 718

Shit I know this meek real good been fucking wit him since he was running around town battling

Jon snow

Nigga been wit meek since 08 dude was so hungry this jawn shows it.

Sammy Martinez

No they donโ€™t. My shit was Iโ€™m not a rapper. Bring back memories

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