I'm A Thug
Meek Mill Lyrics


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If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me
Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the house and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge (ha, okay)
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge (uh watch, full honey)
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge

Fresh off the block, I got work
And if you talkin' bout colors, well I got purp
The last girl I dated, that bitch got hurt
Put that on something, nigga, that's on my turf
Riding in the whip, ri-riding in the whip
And if she ain't fucking, then she flying off a cliff
Nigga never sleep, nigga never eat shrimp
She heard a nigga faithful, bitch, that's a myth
I'm bout to bring the coast back, bout to bring the coast back
I be burning bread, yep, nigga go and toast that
Taking niggas' bitches, better get your bitch Lojacked
Like a condom wrapper, nigga, get your ass tore back
One twenty on the dash, no seat belt
So motherfucking high, a nigga need help
Money over broke bitches, yeah a nigga mean that
That head was so good, a nigga felt it in his kneecaps

If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me
Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the house and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge (Fuck em!)
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge (YG whadup)
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge

Glock 40, posted in the field like a cornerback
Middle of the summer, I be out there where the corner at
Started with a eight-ball, then I bought a quarter back
Put a price on your head, nigga, I could order that
Cocaine-selling two time felon
Y'all niggas telling, fuck around we crack your melon
All this kush I be inhaling, y'all niggas be jealous
Bad bitch with me, buying shoes like Cinderella
She gon fuck the whole team, I be on lean
Sipping on purp, me, my nigga Dean
Pigeon in the kitchen, fresh off the triple beam
We get straight down to that money, no ifs ands are in between, wo
I be rolling, nigga I be rolling
In this Panamera, whip that bitch like it was stolen
Prezzie on my wrist, thirty racks all golden
And my neck all frozen, little nigga, I be holding, bitch

If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me
Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the house and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge

I got the strap cocked, right ready to go
I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
Y'all know niggas ain't fucking with me
Y'all know my nigga Mustard on the beat

I got the strap cocked, right ready to go
I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
Y'all know niggas ain't fucking with me
Y'all know my nigga Mustard on the beat, ho

If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me
Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy
Take it to the house and get jiggy
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge




Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge

Overall Meaning

In Meek Mill's song "I'm a Thug", he emphasizes his thug persona and disregards the authority of the police and the justice system. He makes it clear that he is not one to mess with and that he is a part of the Pushaz Ink label. He also mentions his work as a drug dealer and his assets, such as his car and jewelry. The repeated phrase "fuck the cops and the judge" emphasizes his contempt for the law and his determination to live his life on his own terms.


The lyrics in "I'm a Thug" reflect the mentality of many gangsta rap songs that became popular in the late 90s and early 2000s. Meek Mill highlights his street credibility, which is often associated with being tough, ruthless, and unafraid to engage in criminal activities. His lyrics also reflect the reality of many young Black men who have grown up in urban areas with limited opportunities and have turned to drug dealing and other illegal activities as a means of survival.


The song's chorus, "If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me," suggests that Meek Mill is not afraid of confrontation and is willing to defend himself if necessary. The use of the word "nigga" is also reflective of the culture of many urban neighborhoods where the term has been reclaimed by Black people as a term of familiarity and endearment.


Line by Line Meaning

If you're looking for me, nigga, come get me
I'm not hiding, come find me if you want to


Pu$haz Ink the label, yeah, they're my niggas
I have a strong support system in my record label


You know she keep her nails done, her weave spiffy
The woman I'm with takes good care of herself


Take it to the house and get jiggy
Let's go back to my place and have fun


Nigga, I'm a thug, fuck the cops and the judge
I'm a tough guy and I don't care about authority


Fresh off the block, I got work
I just got drugs to sell


And if you talkin' bout colors, well I got purp
If you want purple weed, I have it


The last girl I dated, that bitch got hurt
My ex-girlfriend suffered some consequences from being with me


Put that on something, nigga, that's on my turf
I'm serious, and I'll defend my territory


Riding in the whip, ri-riding in the whip
I'm driving around


And if she ain't fucking, then she flying off a cliff
If a woman isn't willing to have sex, I'm not interested in her


Nigga never sleep, nigga never eat shrimp
I'm always working and don't have time for luxuries like shrimp


She heard a nigga faithful, bitch, that's a myth
I'm not interested in being faithful to just one woman


I'm bout to bring the coast back, bout to bring the coast back
I'm going to lead a revival of West Coast rap music


I be burning bread, yep, nigga go and toast that
I spend money recklessly


Taking niggas' bitches, better get your bitch Lojacked
I seduce and steal other men's girlfriends


Like a condom wrapper, nigga, get your ass tore back
I'm going to harm anyone who messes with me


One twenty on the dash, no seat belt
I drive recklessly and disregard safety


So motherfucking high, a nigga need help
I'm under the influence of drugs and struggling to function


Money over broke bitches, yeah a nigga mean that
I prioritize money over relationships with women who don't have money


That head was so good, a nigga felt it in his kneecaps
I recently received great oral sex


Glock 40, posted in the field like a cornerback
I am armed and ready to defend myself


Middle of the summer, I be out there where the corner at
I am always on the street corner selling drugs


Started with a eight-ball, then I bought a quarter back
I began selling drugs in small quantities and have now escalated to larger amounts


Put a price on your head, nigga, I could order that
I am threatening and dangerous to those who cross me


Cocaine-selling two time felon
I have been convicted of selling cocaine twice


Y'all niggas telling, fuck around we crack your melon
I will harm or kill anyone who talks to the police about me


All this kush I be inhaling, y'all niggas be jealous
I smoke a lot of marijuana and others are envious


Bad bitch with me, buying shoes like Cinderella
I have an attractive woman with me who I spoil with gifts


She gon fuck the whole team, I be on lean
The woman I'm with is going to have sex with me and my friends, and I'm high on codeine cough syrup


Sipping on purp, me, my nigga Dean
I'm drinking purple drank with my friend Dean


Pigeon in the kitchen, fresh off the triple beam
I am cooking and packaging drugs in my kitchen


We get straight down to that money, no ifs ands are in between, wo
We focus on making money with no hesitation or distractions


I be rolling, nigga I be rolling
I am driving around


In this Panamera, whip that bitch like it was stolen
I am driving a Porsche Panamera and treating it recklessly


Prezzie on my wrist, thirty racks all golden
I have an expensive watch and $30,000 in cash


And my neck all frozen, little nigga, I be holding, bitch
I have expensive jewelry and guns


I got the strap cocked, right ready to go
I have a gun ready to use if necessary


I got your girl on my phone ready to ho
I have a woman who is willing to have sex with me


Y'all know niggas ain't fucking with me
Others are intimidated by me


Y'all know my nigga Mustard on the beat
My friend Mustard produced this song




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Keenan Jackson, Robert Williams

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@thebuzz6907

Who is listening in 2024

@chifirock

Listen all the time. Legendary song for all time. Big respect to YG

@YourPlug1

I used to bump tf out this shit when I was 14 lol I miss them old YG days when nobody knew him

@joseant818

Facts fam💯

@Darielballing27

@Mo a dead homies those the memories I ain’t forgetting

@shakinbottles

Fr homie life fucked up when he went big

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Timeless tune right here . Wishing blessings on everyone in 2022

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for you too bro!

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