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.

I'm The Shit
Meek Mill Lyrics

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Chilling in the cut higher than a Louis tag
When I see them biddies I remind
Them of a Gucci bag
Cause they want me and they need me
I'm like Seymour, feed me
I'm getting money believe me
Hoes want to fuck the kid cause I'm on TV
Diamonds in my neck, check

Pradas up and down
Shades on wonder where I got that from Stevie
We be anywhere them motherfucking keys be
Easy I make it look
Bad bitch gon' take a look
Dawg I'm on another page I might
As well just make a book
Niggas that can spit but never ever
Could they make a hook
That's why they can't stand it
And I'm in demanding
Boss shit raw shit I could get your man hit
I put bread all over that
Beef like a sandwhich

I'm the shit
Check out my swag, look at my pockets
And do the math
We getting money you doing bad
I see in these niggas faces that they mad
Cause I'm the shit I'm the shit
I'm the shit I'm the shit
Ya I'm the shit I'm the shit
I'm the shit I'm the shit
I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm
The shit I'm the shit
Ya I'm the shit I'm the shit
I'm the shit I'm the shit

I make them sick make 'em make 'em sick
Get your get your money daddy
Gon' make it flip
I'm the shit take a sniff
On point Mama Swiff
And I shine brighter than a
Time piece on my wrist
Use a window washer I advise it
Swisher in a wrapper under my
Insane in the brain I need a psychiatrist
All this hating that they doing going
To make me get violent
Still stunting so you better believe
It cause I told you
Fuck a nigga money tricking shit we don't do
Fuck them niggas get the money type
Of shit we toast to
Louis you should brag about I been
Here they my old shoes
Ha, y'all late like old news
Trash ass won't stop stink like Young Pooh
Pewh, me and Meek still killing it
Y'all keep screaming y'all the shit but
We for real with it

I hopped up out the cell swagging
Pull up in the 550 looking like a wagon
I be spitting fire plus I'm
Flyer than a dragon
When they mention competition I be laughing
I'm the shit where my toilet paper at
They was hating when I was down now
Where all of them haters at
Now I'm back up on that G shit
Filling up like three clip
See me in the streets they switch
The words like it's a remix
Uh, I hit bitches like Chris Brown
I'm king of my city just
Waiting to get crowned
You highness, I'm as hot as a volcano
Give your bitch pipe work like drain though
Aye ho, I roll in then roll out
That pounds in the old house
Shit I'm like the fire man cause
I bring them hose out
Every time I'm partying
Wrist wear be Cartier

Shining for the audience they watch
Me like an audience

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Meek Mill is boasting about his success, wealth, and popularity. He starts by saying that he is chilling and feeling high, comparing himself to a luxury Louis Vuitton tag. He also compares himself to a Gucci bag, which is highly desired by women. Meek Mill believes that women want and need him, just like they do a designer bag. He references the character Seymour, who constantly needs to be fed in the movie Little Shop of Horrors, and says that he too is constantly hungry for success and money. Meek Mill acknowledges that being on TV has increased his desirability among women. He proudly mentions the diamonds around his neck and the Prada clothing he wears, further emphasizing his lavish lifestyle. Meek Mill's shades, he implies, are inspired by Stevie Wonder, adding to his cool and fashionable image.

Meek Mill brags about being able to go anywhere where there are opportunities to make money. He claims that he effortlessly makes it look easy. He also suggests that his presence is enough to catch the attention of attractive women ("bad bitches"). He sees himself as being on a different level compared to other rappers who can spit rhymes but struggle with creating catchy hooks. Meek Mill's confidence and talent allow him to demand respect and even threaten others, as he claims he can arrange for someone to be harmed. Lastly, he metaphorically compares his success to spreading bread over a beef sandwich, implying that he has financial power and control.

The chorus repeats the statement "I'm the shit" multiple times, emphasizing Meek Mill's arrogance. He encourages listeners to look at his swag and the contents of his pockets as evidence of his superiority. He contrasts his own wealth with the struggles of others, suggesting that those who dislike him are jealous and angry because they are not as successful. Meek Mill reaffirms his belief that he is the best and deservedly so.

Meek Mill further asserts his greatness and ability to make others envious. He claims he can make people sick with jealousy and make money multiply. Again, he refers to himself as "the shit" and declares that he shines brighter than a valuable timepiece on his wrist. Meek Mill maintains his position as a successful and influential figure in the music industry. He suggests that the hate and criticism he receives will only fuel him to become more violent. He continues to emphasize his superiority and dismisses others who try to imitate or challenge him.

Meek Mill reminisces about his past struggles, such as being in jail, but now boasts about his wealth and success. He confidently says that he is the best and asks rhetorically where all the previous haters are now. He proclaims his return to his tough and confident demeanor, ready to fill up three magazines (possibly referring to guns) with ammunition. Meek Mill claims that he is the king of his city and compares himself to a volcano, ready to erupt and destroy anyone who poses as competition. He also boasts about his ability to attract women, likening himself to the fireman who brings the hose out at a party. People watch him with great interest and admiration, comparing him to an audience watching a show.

Line by Line Meaning

Chilling in the cut higher than a Louis tag
Relaxing in a low-key place, feeling superior to the expensive brand Louis Vuitton

When I see them biddies I remind Them of a Gucci bag
When I catch the attention of attractive women, they see me as desirable and valuable like a Gucci bag

Cause they want me and they need me I'm like Seymour, feed me
They desire and depend on me, just like Seymour from the movie 'Little Shop of Horrors' needs to be fed

I'm getting money believe me
I am making a substantial amount of money, trust me on this

Hoes want to fuck the kid cause I'm on TV
Women who are promiscuous desire to have sexual encounters with me because I am a television personality

Diamonds in my neck, check Pradas up and down Shades on wonder where I got that from Stevie
I have expensive diamond jewelry around my neck, check it out I wear Prada clothing from top to bottom People wonder where I obtained this luxurious style, like Stevie Wonder

We be anywhere them motherfucking keys be
We are present wherever illegal drugs are being sold or distributed

Easy I make it look
I effortlessly make it appear simple and uncomplicated

Bad bitch gon' take a look
An attractive and sexually appealing woman is going to take a closer look at me

Dawg I'm on another page I might As well just make a book
My mindset and perspective are so different and unique that I could write a whole book about it

Niggas that can spit but never ever Could they make a hook
There are individuals who possess skill in rapping but lack the ability to create a catchy chorus

That's why they can't stand it And I'm in demanding
They cannot tolerate my success and popularity, as I am assertive and commanding in my presence

Boss shit raw shit I could get your man hit
I am involved in powerful activities, daring and ruthless enough to harm your significant other if needed

I put bread all over that Beef like a sandwich
I will spread money all over a conflict, intensifying it like the various layers in a sandwich

I'm the shit Check out my swag, look at my pockets And do the math
I am exceptional and outstanding Examine the way I carry myself, observe my wealth Calculate and realize the truth

We getting money you doing bad
My associates and I are acquiring wealth while you are struggling financially

I see in these niggas faces that they mad
I can perceive the anger and jealousy reflected in the expressions of these individuals

Cause I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit
Because I am exceptional and superior I am outstanding and remarkable

Ya I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit
Yes, I am extraordinary and impressive I truly am exceptional and outstanding

I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm The shit I'm the shit
I am exceptional, superior, and outstanding I truly am unique and remarkable

Ya I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit I'm the shit
Yes, I am exceptional and outstanding I truly am extraordinary and remarkable

I make them sick make 'em make 'em sick
My actions and presence make them feel envious and ill I have the power to make them feel disgusted with themselves

Get your get your money daddy Gon' make it flip
Obtain and increase your wealth, my friend Take your money and make it multiply rapidly

I'm the shit take a sniff
I am the epitome of excellence and superiority, take a moment to fully comprehend my greatness

On point Mama Swiff
I am sharp and precise in my actions, just like Mama Swiff

And I shine brighter than a Time piece on my wrist
I radiate and sparkle with more brilliance Than the valuable watch on my wrist

Use a window washer I advise it
I suggest you utilize a window washer To cleanse your vision and remove any doubts about my superiority

Swisher in a wrapper under my Insane in the brain I need a psychiatrist
I possess a cigar wrapped in a Swisher Sweet wrapper My mind is deranged and unstable, requiring professional psychiatric assistance

All this hating that they doing going To make me get violent
The excessive amount of hatred they express towards me Will eventually provoke me to act aggressively

Still stunting so you better believe It cause I told you
I continue to show off and display my success Therefore, you should undoubtedly believe it because I explicitly stated it earlier

Fuck a nigga money tricking shit we don't do
I have no interest in engaging in the foolish act of spending money to impress others That is not a practice we participate in

Fuck them niggas get the money type Of shit we toast to
Disregard those individuals, focus on acquiring wealth This is the kind of thing we celebrate and raise our glasses to

Louis you should brag about I been Here they my old shoes
You should boast about owning Louis Vuitton items, but those things are old news to me I have already experienced and outgrown them

Ha, y'all late like old news
Haha, you are all behind and outdated like old news

Trash ass won't stop stink like Young Pooh
Your terrible music won't cease being terrible, it reeks like Young Pooh

Pewh, me and Meek still killing it
Exhale, Meek Mill and I are still dominating and excelling

Y'all keep screaming y'all the shit but We for real with it
You all continue to boast about your supposed greatness, But Meek Mill and I are genuinely exceptional and outstanding

I hopped up out the cell swagging
I confidently emerged from imprisonment, displaying my style and presence

Pull up in the 550 looking like a wagon
Arriving in a Mercedes-Benz 550, resembling a luxurious wagon

I be spitting fire plus I'm Flyer than a dragon
I rap with intense passion and skill, and I am even more impressive and stylish than a mythical dragon

When they mention competition I be laughing
When the topic of rivals or competitors arises, I find it amusing and laugh at the notion

I'm the shit where my toilet paper at
I am exceptional and outstanding, just like toilet paper is essential in the bathroom

They was hating when I was down now Where all of them haters at
They despised me when I was experiencing hardship, but now I wonder where those same haters are

Now I'm back up on that G shit Filling up like three clip
Now I have returned to my gangster lifestyle Becoming stronger and more powerful like loading three rounds into a gun magazine

See me in the streets they switch The words like it's a remix
When they encounter me in the streets, they alter their speech They change their words as if it's a remix version

Uh, I hit bitches like Chris Brown
Uh, I engage in physically assaulting women like Chris Brown

I'm king of my city just Waiting to get crowned
I reign supreme in my city, awaiting official recognition as the rightful king

You highness, I'm as hot as a volcano
Addressing me as royalty, I am incredibly popular and active, Comparing my heat and presence to that of a volcano

Give your bitch pipe work like drain though
I provide your significant other with satisfying sexual encounters, similar to how a drain functions

Aye ho, I roll in then roll out
Hey, woman, I enter a situation and quickly leave again

That pounds in the old house
That marijuana is located in the abandoned house

Shit I'm like the fire man cause I bring them hose out
Like a firefighter, I am the one who attracts and brings women towards me

Every time I'm partying Wrist wear be Cartier
Whenever I am attending a party or celebration I am seen wearing expensive Cartier jewelry on my wrist

Shining for the audience they watch Me like an audience
I am radiating and sparkling for the onlookers They observe me attentively, like an audience watching a show

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