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.
Dope Dealer
Meek Mill Lyrics
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Niggas that make it happen
Niggas that watch it happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is going on
Choose one
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
Broke niggas make me nervous
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't wanna y'all niggas 'round me
Broke niggas make me nervous
There's three types of niggas in life
Niggas that make it happen
Niggas that watch it happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is going on
Choose one
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I don't wanna y'all niggas 'round me
Broke niggas make me nervous
Shawty said she want that paper
Pop pussy like she workin'
Damn, a nigga finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm swervin' (skrr-skrr, skrr-skrr)
Fuck rap, I might sell swag
She want me 'cause she know I got that Chanel tag
She fuck me and she gone get that Chanel swag
Her boyfriend like, "Where you get that Chanel bag?"
55 hundo, pop green, and I ball
Like Rondo
Catch me, North-South, with a dime ho
Turnt up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I go, make a million here, million there
All of my niggas, we really in here
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the hood
But she look like a foreign, Brazilian hair
And I'm grabbin' her Remi
I bust like a semi, yo bitch (bah-bah)
I get your girl pregnant
You hatin' all on me, you sick (haha)
I ride in my hood in a Bentley like it's a Crown Vic (skrr-skrr)
These bitches is choosin'
You niggas is losin'
We rich
Whatchu expect?
(Haah?)
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
That's dope, nigga!
I got all these dope dealers serving
Cut the work up, they surgeons
I don't want y'all bitches 'round me
Wack bitches make me curve 'em
Imported rug, that's Persian
One wheel up and we swervin'
Wetter than a lake, that's Ricki
Pop pussy like she Nicki
She want me cause she see me in that Aventador
Pull up on the curb so crazy, I done bent the door
Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I lent it to her
Make her bust that pussy open in Singapore
30 million though, Forbes list
Out in Philly in a condo, boss shit
Now they call me Young Oprah, Harpo
In the pool rockin' polo, Marco
Millionaires, never do leers
No, they can't see me, they're never my peers
Fruits of my labor, go get me my pears
'Cause you're outta your element, I am your fear
So go get off my testicle, pardon my decimal, bitch
Check up my résumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Them bikes is out and we throwing 'em up like we sick
My clothing line is out in them stores and I'm sipping a Myx, bitch
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (nah!)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
That's dope, nigga!
Mastermind
Say my name and bitch I gotta grant your wish (boss)
Sticky fingers, 30K
You better drop that brick (drop that brick)
Philly brothers, sometimes they call me Ock (call me Ock)
I pray to God, everyday I drop my top (thank you Lord!)
Humble man, with me and the Lord Meek
I'm the shit, coming down Broad Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy" Falcon
Flamboyant dough boy, talkin' Al Capone (Rozay)
From Monte Carlo to Los Muchachos
My Mexicanos not talking tacos
This jewelry tampered once, a nigga push that button
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these niggas don't want nothin'
You wanna fuck wit a dope dealer? Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
My sneaker deal like A.I.'s
We drink Belaire like St. Ives
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (nah)
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
That's dope, nigga!
The song "Dope Dealer" by Meek Mill featuring Rick Ross and Nicki Minaj talks about the different types of people in society and their choices. It starts with Meek Mill talking about the three types of people he sees in life - those that make things happen, those that watch things happen, and those that don't even know what's going on. The song then goes into a focus on their success, with all the bad bitches twerking, waves on swim, and Rari by the Benz swerving. Nicki talks about buying Chanel bags, grabbing her Remi, and making millions here and there with her niggas who are really in here. Rick Ross talks about his wealth and success, with 30 million on the Forbes list and being called Young Oprah.
The chorus then asks the listener to choose between "a dope dealer" or "broke niggas". They say they don't want to mess with "ho n****s" and make it clear that they have a lot of money and are living a lavish lifestyle. They reference Homer Simpson's yellow Rolex as symbolic of their wealth, and talk about their sneaker deals and drinking Belaire like St. Ives.
Overall, the song is a celebration of success and of achieving one's goals. It is a warning to others not to underestimate them, lest they miss out on fantastic opportunities.
Line by Line Meaning
There's three types of niggas in life
In life, there are three kinds of people
Niggas that make it happen
The first kind are those who make things happen
Niggas that watch it happen
The second kind are those who sit back and watch things happen
And niggas that don't even know what the fuck is going on
The third kind are those who don't have a clue what's happening
Choose one
You have to choose which one of these types you want to be
I got all these bad bitches twerkin'
I have a lot of sexy women dancing for me
Waves on swim, shit surfin'
I feel great and I'm riding a wave of success
I don't wanna y'all niggas 'round me
I don't want any of you broke guys near me
Broke niggas make me nervous
I get anxious around people who are broke
Shawty said she want that paper
This girl wants money
Pop pussy like she workin'
She's moving her body like she's working for it
Damn, a nigga finally famous
Wow, I'm finally famous
Rari by the Benz, I'm swervin' (skrr-skrr, skrr-skrr)
I'm driving my Ferrari next to my Benz and swerving
Fuck rap, I might sell swag
I might sell fashion instead of music
She want me 'cause she know I got that Chanel tag
This girl likes me because she knows I have expensive things
She fuck me and she gone get that Chanel swag
If she has sex with me, she'll get expensive swag
Her boyfriend like, "Where you get that Chanel bag?"
Her boyfriend is wondering where she got an expensive bag from
55 hundo, pop green, and I ball
I'm spending $5,500 and smoking marijuana like a baller
Like Rondo
I'm like Rondo, a professional basketball player known for his ball skills
Catch me, North-South, with a dime ho
You can find me with an attractive woman on North or South streets
Turnt up, but I'm like keep calm ho
I'm excited, but I want my girl to stay calm
I go, make a million here, million there
I make millions easily
All of my niggas, we really in here
All of my guys are really in this game with me
Got a bad bitch, and she straight from the hood
I have an attractive woman who is from the ghetto
But she look like a foreign, Brazilian hair
She looks like a Brazilian with her hair
And I'm grabbin' her Remi
I'm touching her Remy Martin bottle
I bust like a semi, yo bitch (bah-bah)
I have an orgasm like a semi-automatic gun, girl
I get your girl pregnant
I got your girl pregnant
You hatin' all on me, you sick (haha)
You're mad at me, and that's funny
I ride in my hood in a Bentley like it's a Crown Vic (skrr-skrr)
I drive through my neighborhood in a Bentley as if it's a normal car
These bitches is choosin'
These women are taking their pick
You niggas is losin'
You guys are losing out
We rich
We're wealthy
Whatchu expect?
What do you expect?
(Haah?)
What do you mean?
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Do you want to mess with a drug dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
Or do you want to keep dating poor guys?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (NAH!)
I don't hang out with fake guys
Rollie yellow like Homer Simpson
My gold Rolex is super yellow
I got all these dope dealers serving
I have many drug dealers working for me
Cut the work up, they surgeons
They cut up the drugs like surgeons
Wack bitches make me curve 'em
I avoid unattractive women
Imported rug, that's Persian
I have a Persian (Iranian) rug that's imported
One wheel up and we swervin'
One of our car's wheels is up and we're swerving
Wetter than a lake, that's Ricki
This girl is as wet as a lake, like Ricki Lake
Pop pussy like she Nicki
She's moving her body like Nicki Minaj
She want me cause she see me in that Aventador
This girl likes me because she saw me in my Lamborghini Aventador
Pull up on the curb so crazy, I done bent the door
I drove so recklessly that I damaged the car door
Bad bitch wanna borrow it, I lent it to her
This sexy woman wants to borrow my car, so I let her
Make her bust that pussy open in Singapore
I want her to have sex with me in Singapore
30 million though, Forbes list
I'm worth 30 million dollars and I'm on the Forbes list
Out in Philly in a condo, boss shit
I'm living like a boss in a condo in Philly
Now they call me Young Oprah, Harpo
They now call me Young Oprah, after the famous talk show host, and her company, Harpo
In the pool rockin' polo, Marco
I'm in the swimming pool wearing a Polo shirt and playing the game Marco Polo
Millionaires, never do leers
Millionaires never do drugs
No, they can't see me, they're never my peers
They can't understand me, because they're not my equals
Fruits of my labor, go get me my pears
I deserve to be rewarded for my hard work
'Cause you're outta your element, I am your fear
You're not in your element, so I'm the one you fear
So go get off my testicle, pardon my decimal, bitch
Stop being a burden to me, excuse my language, girl
Check up my résumé, I'm upper echelon rich
Look at my resume, I'm extremely wealthy
Them bikes is out and we throwing 'em up like we sick
Our bikes are out and we're riding them like we're crazy
My clothing line is out in them stores and I'm sipping a Myx, bitch
My clothing line is being sold in stores and I'm drinking a Myx (wine)
Mastermind
I'm a genius
Say my name and bitch I gotta grant your wish (boss)
If you say my name, I'll do anything for you
Sticky fingers, 30K
I have sticky fingers and I have 30,000 dollars
You better drop that brick (drop that brick)
You better give me that package of drugs
Philly brothers, sometimes they call me Ock (call me Ock)
My friends in Philly sometimes call me Ock
I pray to God, everyday I drop my top (thank you Lord!)
I thank God every day when I drop the top of my car
Humble man, with me and the Lord Meek
I'm a humble man, with me and the Lord, Meek (referring to himself)
I'm the shit, coming down Broad Street
I'm amazing and I'm driving down Broad Street
"Sal" Magluta, "Willy" Falcon
Referring to two drug kingpins, Sal Magluta and Willy Falcon
Flamboyant dough boy, talkin' Al Capone (Rozay)
I'm living like a flashy drug dealer, like Al Capone, who was known for his wealth and style (Rozay is Rick Ross's nickname)
From Monte Carlo to Los Muchachos
From Monte Carlo to my guys in the neighborhood
My Mexicanos not talking tacos
My Mexican drug dealers aren't talking about tacos
This jewelry tampered once, a nigga push that button
If someone tampers with my jewelry, I'll push that button (referring to a panic button)
On the corner Pac-Man Jones, these niggas don't want nothin'
On the corner, these guys don't want to mess with me (referring to football player Pac-Man Jones)
My sneaker deal like A.I.'s
My shoe deal is like Allen Iverson's
We drink Belaire like St. Ives
We drink Luc Belaire champagne like St. Ives malt liquor
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (nah)
I don't hang out with fake guys
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams, William Roberts, Onika Tanya Maraj
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@barbie4897
One of Nicki best verses of all time I will not argue!
@sharpnitty6761
Fasho 💯💯💯
@gruesomesilence5615
🗣 say it again
@atlntcostv7293
Facts
@montrellanderson8960
@@sharpnitty6761😊
@hiphopluvva1
Nah Meek verse was crazy
@frosty_farms
This era of hip hop was something special. Meek, Asap, jcole, drake, early kendrick, wiz, mac miller, just so many. Damn.
@ElPlaga222
They gave Nicki that flow that was new at the time and she ran it up on this mixtape
@ballystarr89
Naw she was peak this song.
@willhartman9381
Nicki bodies everyone on this 🔥🔥