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.
HIP HOP
Meek Mill Lyrics
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I like recording in Philly
Put me in my zone
(Philly, wassup?)
Yeah, I remember it was no lights
Mattress on the floor, thousand roaches, four mice
Yeah, I remember it was no lights (gansta)
Mattress on the floor, thousand roaches, four mice
Yeah, I remember all them cold nights (I do)
Niggas sold white just to live the Lo Life
Ralph Laurenin', I was sinning
The crazy part is the designer ain't wanna send it
The dope dealer, was out in me
And not magic, you couldn't imagine (damn)
The shit I saw, had no choice but to get involved
You either spit it raw, or sell crack and dribble the ball
It's crazy when I seen my own neighbor hitting the soft
I was thinking in my head like I gotta get with this raw
Shit's getting tow up, as she watch me grow up
Right in front of the kids, she fucking her nose up
She's thinking like, "So what?"
My homie got colder
She even sold a Nintendo, I'm thinking like, "Hol' up"
I done seen my homie mommy turn into a zombie
And it was like New Jersey Drive the way we throw them johnnies
The way we stole them cars, slid through like a bowling ball
Ain't had nowhere to go at all
Who thought that we would go this far?
Matter fact, who thought that we would live this long?
I got the money and the power, made a nigga strong
I had respect before that
'Cause every fight, I fought back
'Cause I was always taught that
A nigga hit you hold that
Down baby, now it's thirty rounds baby
As I'm riding through my hood
It been going down crazy in this bitch
Where they murder for a half a pound baby
So imagine for a kilo
Shark in the water, Nemo
Skinny niggas with a full pound, turn to Deebo
Got the four five and the six call it Cee-Lo
Y'all niggas talking 'bout murder, that ain't be though
Fuck around and get your life took nigga, repo
Fuck what niggas tell us, I see 'em and know they jealous (I see 'em)
Steppin' in Margielas, nina like my umbrella
Ballin' like I'm Melo
And kinging like I'm Coretta
Eighteen in my beretta and singing I won't do never
We shooting at all you pussies
Ringing on all you niggas
My city body for body
My finger all on the trigger
I'm ready my niggas heavy
Yellow gold all on my prezi
I'm switching gears in this 'Rari
I'm feeling like I'm Andretti
I'm Freddie all in your dreams
Lean like I'm Karim
My 750 my Beam'
I'm clean, fuck do you mean?
My team full of gorillas
Killers on 4 wheelers
They stuck me back in the trap
Fresh off of tour, nigga
They wanna see my demise
Wanna see me no job
They talkin' back on the corner
Fifty niggas we mob
With choppers like, "Fuck the coppers"
Guttin' them helicopters
They wanna lock us in boxes
Courthouses and teleprompters
They jealous my album sellin'
Jealous that I ain't jealous
They jealous that I ain't tellin'
I'm focused no I ain't failin'
Propellin' up in the sky
Jealous that I ain't die
They jealous a nigga made it
They jealous, I don't know why
I don't understand y'all suckas (I don't)
I guess I ain't meant to (meant to)
Pussy motherfuckers (muhfuckers)
Lemme tell 'em what I been through (what I been through)
(Gangsta)
Gotta say, I wanna tell 'em one more, hahaha
That was like sixty
Decent, nigga
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
Brrr
Meek Mill's song "Hip Hop" is a track that captures the rapper's life in Philadelphia. The lyrics are impactful, describing the harsh realities of growing up in the hood, with no lights and thousands of roaches in the room. It's a track that's raw, unfiltered, and insightful. Meek paints a vivid picture of his experiences, from seeing his neighbor struggle with addiction to witnessing his friends turn to drug dealing to make ends meet. He also touches on the violence that plagues his community, with murders over half a pound of drugs.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, we back in the hood
We have returned to our old neighborhood.
I like recording in Philly
I enjoy recording my music in Philadelphia.
Put me in my zone
Allow me to enter a state of creative focus and inspiration.
(Philly, wassup?)
(Philadelphia, what's going on?)
Yeah, I remember it was no lights
I distinctly recall times when we had no electricity.
Mattress on the floor, thousand roaches, four mice
We lived in poverty, with only a mattress on the floor and a multitude of pests.
Yeah, I remember all them cold nights (I do)
I vividly recall those harsh and freezing nights.
Niggas sold white just to live the Lo Life
People resorted to selling drugs to sustain their extravagant lifestyle.
Ralph Laurenin', I was sinning
I was indulging in a luxurious lifestyle, embracing Ralph Lauren fashion while engaging in illicit activities.
The crazy part is the designer ain't wanna send it
Ironically, the designer didn't want to associate their brand with my illegal activities.
The dope dealer, was out in me
It became evident that I had a knack for drug dealing.
And not magic, you couldn't imagine (damn)
The things I witnessed were unimaginable, they were not the product of magic.
The shit I saw, had no choice but to get involved
The traumatic experiences I witnessed left me with no option but to participate in the streets.
You either spit it raw, or sell crack and dribble the ball
To survive, one had to either express themselves honestly through music or resort to selling drugs and playing basketball.
It's crazy when I seen my own neighbor hitting the soft
Witnessing my own neighbor using drugs was a disturbing experience.
I was thinking in my head like I gotta get with this raw
Internally, I contemplated the idea of involving myself in the drug trade to obtain the uncut form of the substance.
Shit's getting tow up, as she watch me grow up
The neighborhood was being destroyed, and my neighbor observed my progression through life.
Right in front of the kids, she fucking her nose up
She was openly using drugs, setting a negative example for the children around her.
She's thinking like, 'So what?'
She was dismissive of the consequences and didn't see a problem with her actions.
My homie got colder
My friend became more ruthless and hardened.
She even sold a Nintendo, I'm thinking like, 'Hol' up'
She even resorted to selling a Nintendo video game console, which made me pause and question the situation.
I done seen my homie mommy turn into a zombie
I witnessed my friend's mother transform into a lifeless and addicted individual.
And it was like New Jersey Drive the way we throw them johnnies
Our activities resembled the film 'New Jersey Drive,' as we recklessly tossed stolen cars.
The way we stole them cars, slid through like a bowling ball
We effortlessly and swiftly maneuvered stolen vehicles, gliding through the streets like a bowling ball.
Ain't had nowhere to go at all
We had no real destination or purpose in our actions.
Who thought that we would go this far?
Who could have predicted that we would achieve this level of success and recognition?
Matter fact, who thought that we would live this long?
In fact, who believed that we would survive this long given the dangerous lifestyle we embraced?
I got the money and the power, made a nigga strong
Acquiring wealth and influence has empowered and strengthened me.
I had respect before that
I possessed respect and credibility even before achieving financial success.
'Cause every fight, I fought back
I always stood up for myself and retaliated in any conflict.
'Cause I was always taught that
I was raised with the belief that it is important to defend oneself.
A nigga hit you hold that
If someone strikes you, you must endure the blow and retaliate.
Down baby, now it's thirty rounds baby
Prepare yourself, as the situation has escalated into a potentially violent encounter.
As I'm riding through my hood
While driving through my neighborhood
It been going down crazy in this bitch
Recent events in this area have been chaotic and dangerous.
Where they murder for a half a pound baby
In this environment, people commit homicide for a mere half pound of drugs.
So imagine for a kilo
Consider the extreme actions individuals would take in pursuit of a kilogram of drugs.
Shark in the water, Nemo
In this dangerous environment, I am like a predatory shark while others are like innocent Nemo.
Skinny niggas with a full pound, turn to Deebo
Despite being physically slender, individuals armed with a full pound of drugs become intimidating like the character Deebo.
Got the four five and the six call it Cee-Lo
Possessing both a .45 caliber and a .40 caliber firearm, reminiscent of Cee-Lo Green's musical moniker.
Y'all niggas talking 'bout murder, that ain't be though
Some individuals speak of committing murder, but they lack the bravery to actually follow through with it.
Fuck around and get your life took nigga, repo
Engaging in the wrong activities may result in losing your life, similar to a car being repossessed.
Fuck what niggas tell us, I see 'em and know they jealous (I see 'em)
I disregard the negative comments from others, as I can perceive their jealousy when I observe them.
Steppin' in Margielas, nina like my umbrella
I confidently move while wearing Margiela shoes and carrying a concealed firearm, which serves as my protection.
Ballin' like I'm Melo
I am balling or achieving great success similar to the basketball player Carmelo Anthony.
And kinging like I'm Coretta
I am reigning or asserting my dominance in a manner similar to Coretta Scott King, the wife of Martin Luther King Jr.
Eighteen in my beretta and singing I won't do never
I possess an 18-round capacity magazine in my Beretta firearm and continuously assert that I will never back down.
We shooting at all you pussies
We are targeting and engaging in violence against all who display weakness or cowardice.
Ringing on all you niggas
We consistently provoke and attack all individuals who oppose us.
My city body for body
In my city, people are killing each other at an alarming rate.
My finger all on the trigger
I am constantly prepared to engage in gunfire, with my finger positioned on the trigger of a gun.
I'm ready my niggas heavy
Myself and my crew are mentally and emotionally prepared for any and all challenges ahead.
Yellow gold all on my prezi
My prestigious watch is adorned with yellow gold.
I'm switching gears in this 'Rari
I am rapidly transitioning and adapting to different circumstances while driving my Ferrari sports car.
I'm feeling like I'm Andretti
I am experiencing a sense of confidence and skill similar to the racecar driver Mario Andretti.
I'm Freddie all in your dreams
I penetrate and infiltrate your dreams the same way Freddie Krueger does in horror movies.
Lean like I'm Karim
I am leaning or moving gracefully similar to the basketball player Kareem Abdul-Jabbar.
My 750 my Beam'
My BMW 750 and my firearm are both essential tools for me.
I'm clean, fuck do you mean?
I am impeccable and flawless, so what exactly are you trying to imply?
My team full of gorillas
My crew consists of strong and aggressive individuals.
Killers on 4 wheelers
We have murderers riding on four-wheeled all-terrain vehicles.
They stuck me back in the trap
They have placed me back in the drug-selling environment.
Fresh off of tour, nigga
I have just returned from a successful concert tour.
They wanna see my demise
There are individuals who desire my downfall or destruction.
Wanna see me no job
They wish for me to lose my source of income and be unemployed.
They talkin' back on the corner
They gossip and spread rumors about me on the street corner.
Fifty niggas we mob
A large group of fifty people, including myself, move together in a unified manner.
With choppers like, 'Fuck the coppers'
We are armed with rifles, completely disregarding the police.
Guttin' them helicopters
We are shooting at and causing damage to helicopters.
They wanna lock us in boxes
The authorities want to imprison us in jail cells.
Courthouses and teleprompters
They want to confine us within the legal system and control our narratives.
They jealous my album sellin'
Others are envious of the success and popularity of my music album.
Jealous that I ain't jealous
They are envious that I do not harbor envy towards others.
They jealous that I ain't tellin'
They are envious that I do not engage in snitching or revealing information.
I'm focused no I ain't failin'
I have clear focus and determination, I am not experiencing any failures or setbacks.
Propellin' up in the sky
I am ascending and rising to great heights.
Jealous that I ain't die
They are envious that I have not met with death.
They jealous a nigga made it
They are envious that I have achieved success and surpassed their expectations.
They jealous, I don't know why
They are envious of me, although I cannot comprehend the reason behind their jealousy.
I don't understand y'all suckas (I don't)
I genuinely cannot comprehend or relate to you individuals who are weak and foolish.
I guess I ain't meant to (meant to)
I suppose I am not destined or intended to understand.
Pussy motherfuckers (muhfuckers)
Weak and cowardly individuals.
Lemme tell 'em what I been through (what I been through)
Allow me to share and express the hardships and trials I have faced.
(Gangsta)
(Gangster)
Gotta say, I wanna tell 'em one more, hahaha
I feel the need to share one final message with them, haha.
That was like sixty
That was like sixty bars or verses
Decent, nigga
Pretty good, my friend
Fuck 'em, fuck 'em, fuck 'em
I don't care about them, their opinions or their actions
Brrr
The sound effect indicating cold and frigid conditions
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@ZAYX32YT
one of the most underrated songs from meek mill
@lawlesslynx4843
For real
@elliot2735
💯💯
@hunxho.s1366
Frrr i just found this song the other day
@munyaradzinjagu5659
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@slimerothstien3402
Very much so my guy! 💯
@djjsmooth27
"They jealous that I aint jealous" My favorite meek track...shit gave me the chills first time I heard it
@davonmills4982
FACTS!!
@FromPoetryToRap
Goddamn I used to listen to this song on my way to work everyday in the winter about 2 years ago. Now whenever I listen to it I get goosebumps and think about that time... Crazy what music can do man
@stephordless8876
+FromPoetryToRap Brah I Felt This Comment From The Heart I Use To Walk In The Snow Now I'm Whipping A Charger