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.

Im Leanin ft. Travis Scott Birdman Diddy
Meek Mill Lyrics

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Studies say humans forget 90% of their dream
Upon the first 10 minutes of waking
They say most people don't even remember
99% of the dreams they ever even had
As dream chasers we're the exception

Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed
Quarter mil for the Mulsanne, flex

All my niggas gon' cash checks
And all y'all niggas look mad stressed
And we ain't even made niggas mad yet
'Cause next time I grab, I'm a grab jet
I might go Bugatti, with a bad bitch beside me
Nigga hotter than Wasabi, get that ass wet
Young niggas going hard in the streets
We ain't ever know to call the police
Got birds for the twenty five K
Sounds like a bargain to me
Young nigga getting money
In the Bent, leather looking like spalding to me
And I don't know what no line look like
Hundred bad bitches gettin' all in with me
Get 'em all in for free
Started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock
And now I got a lot of cars
If a nigga talk foreigns, got a car lot
And everybody talkin' money
But they ain't showing numbers like the call block
And all I do is count money
Fuck pretty ass hoes, and car shop

Yeah nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Puffin' on strong, getting gold, bad bitches
Looking like Nia Long I mean it
Nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on promethazine that nigga
My team got money all season
Nigga I'm leanin'

Mmm, leanin', damn near spilled my semen (straight up)
Had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife
Damn near see my demons (La Flame!)
Loose furs, hyenas
For the love of money, it's a leaner
Vatos losing their nerves, bird niggas on the curbs
And let 'em pull up and do the Macarena
H-town niggas spilled Peach Crush on my jeans
Never go far with no bitch with no condoms
Unless they can cover the lease on my beamer (straight up)
Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't touch my hoes
Let's go down in Ibiza town
We get cold, you don't need no coat
Motherfucker, I'm leanin'
Don't talk to me, couple street niggas
Think twice before crossing me
Meek, these niggas shit can't last that long
Why these motherfuckers keep bothering me
I'm leanin', for a minute you had me
Then the second I caught it when it passed me
Oh no (straight up)
Somebody pass me a blunt and a double world cup
Motherfucker, motherfucker

Yeah nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Puffin' on strong, getting gold, bad bitches
Looking like Nia Long I mean it
Nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
Young rich nigga, I'm leanin'
Sippin' on promethazine that nigga
My team got money all season
Nigga I'm leanin'

See we started trap, before we was rap
And then we was, trappin' at rap
Shining on these hoes, high life
This what we live now
Blowin' out the pop
Italian on the floor nigga
You understand me
Stepping onto a mil nigga
(They say money rule the world
You can't pay God with it)
Step your game up nigga
Or lose your bitch nigga
It's just that simple

Yeah, we dreamchasers
We out there gettin' this money
So you can't fuck with everybody
'Cause everybody ain't at your motherfucking level
So the motherfuckers that don't understand you
They wind up motherfucking hating you
So you know what you gotta do
You gotta hate those motherfuckers too
Fuck them niggas
Fuck they motherfucking mommmas
They daddies, they aunts, they uncles
And they little tee tees, too

Ayo, suck a dick
Meek Mill, let's get it

Overall Meaning

The song "Im Leanin" by Meek Mill ft. Travis Scott, Birdman, and Diddy speaks about the success of the artists and how they are exceptions to the rule of forgetting dreams. The lyrics talk about how the artists are living the high life with expensive watches and cars, constantly making money, and surrounded by beautiful women. The artists emphasize that they started trapping before rapping and they are living the life they dreamed of. They also emphasize that they don't care about what other people think of them and are focussed only on their success.

The song also speaks about the negatives of the high life such as drug use, and the importance of having high standards and only surrounding oneself with people at the same level. The artists also emphasize that they have worked hard for the success they have achieved and that money is the only thing that rules the world as it brings power.

To sum up, the song speaks about the lavish lifestyle of successful artists, the importance of working hard, staying focussed on success, and only surrounding oneself with people at the same level. The artists also acknowledge the negatives of success, like drugs, and say that success has a price, but they are ready to pay it.

Line by Line Meaning

Studies say humans forget 90% of their dream
Research shows people forget most of their dreams

Upon the first 10 minutes of waking
Within 10 minutes of waking up, people forget a majority of their dreams

They say most people don't even remember
The vast majority of people never even remember the dreams they have

99% of the dreams they ever even had
Almost all the dreams people have go unremembered

As dream chasers we're the exception
For those who pursue their dreams, remembering them is an exception

Hundred grand large on the watch, blessed
My blessed watch cost a hundred grand

Quarter mil for the Mulsanne, flex
I flexed with my $250K Bentley Mulsanne

All my niggas gon' cash checks
My crew is getting checks

And all y'all niggas look mad stressed
You all look mad stressed

And we ain't even made niggas mad yet
We haven't even made people mad yet

'Cause next time I grab, I'm a grab jet
Next time I fly, I'm taking a private jet

I might go Bugatti, with a bad bitch beside me
I might drive a Bugatti with a hot girl beside me

Nigga hotter than Wasabi, get that ass wet
I'm hot like Wasabi and can make girls wet

Young niggas going hard in the streets
Young people are hustling on the streets

We ain't ever know to call the police
When we were younger, we never called the police

Got birds for the twenty five K
I got drugs to sell for $25,000

Sounds like a bargain to me
That seems like a good deal to me

Young nigga getting money
I'm a young guy making money

In the Bent, leather looking like spalding to me
In my Bentley, the leather looked like a Spalding basketball to me

And I don't know what no line look like
I don't know what a line of cocaine looks like

Hundred bad bitches gettin' all in with me
I'm hanging out with 100 attractive girls

Get 'em all in for free
I didn't have to pay for them to come with me

Started, started with a quarter ounce of hard rock
I started selling drugs with just a quarter ounce of crack cocaine

And now I got a lot of cars
Now I own lots of cars

If a nigga talk foreigns, got a car lot
I own a lot of luxury cars and get annoyed when people talk about them

And everybody talkin' money
Everyone talks about money

But they ain't showing numbers like the call block
But they never actually show how much money they're making

And all I do is count money
All I do is count money

Fuck pretty ass hoes, and car shop
I don't care about pretty girls and shopping for cars

Yeah nigga I'm leanin', leanin'
I'm leaning after drinking codeine

Young rich nigga, I'm leanin'
I'm a young wealthy guy and I'm leaning

Puffin' on strong, getting gold, bad bitches
I'm smoking strong weed and hanging out with attractive girls

Looking like Nia Long I mean it
These girls look as attractive as Nia Long

Mmm, leanin', damn near spilled my semen (straight up)
I'm so high that I almost ejaculated

Had a twenty-twenty on my preacher wife
I had sex with my preacher's wife

Damn near see my demons (La Flame!)
I can almost see my negative thoughts and emotions

Loose furs, hyenas
Wild animals like hyenas are running around

For the love of money, it's a leaner
I'm leaning because I'm addicted to the money

Vatos losing their nerves, bird niggas on the curbs
Gangsters are getting nervous, while drug dealers are on the street

And let 'em pull up and do the Macarena
Let them come and dance with us

H-town niggas spilled Peach Crush on my jeans
Guys from Houston spilled a soda on my jeans

Never go far with no bitch with no condoms
I'm not going far with a girl if I don't have condoms

Unless they can cover the lease on my beamer (straight up)
Unless they can pay for my BMW's lease

Ahh, you know, Louboutins don't touch my hoes
My girls don't wear shoes that aren't Louboutins

Let's go down in Ibiza town
Let's go party in Ibiza

We get cold, you don't need no coat
It gets chilly, but we don't need coats

Motherfucker, I'm leanin'
I'm really high

Don't talk to me, couple street niggas
Don't talk to me, just a couple of guys from the streets

Think twice before crossing me
You should think twice before crossing me

Meek, these niggas shit can't last that long
Meek, these guys can't keep up this lifestyle for long

Why these motherfuckers keep bothering me
Why do these people keep bothering me?

See we started trap, before we was rap
We started selling drugs before we started rapping

And then we was, trappin' at rap
And then we sold drugs while also rapping

Shining on these hoes, high life
I'm living a high life and showing off to girls

This what we live now
This is our current lifestyle

Blowin' out the pop
We're smoking weed

Italian on the floor nigga
There's fancy Italian flooring

You understand me
Do you understand what I'm saying?

Stepping onto a mil nigga
I'm stepping on a million dollars

(They say money rule the world
Some people say money controls everything

You can't pay God with it)
But money can't buy your way into heaven

Step your game up nigga
You need to step up your game

Or lose your bitch nigga
Or you'll lose your girl

It's just that simple
It's that straightforward

We out there gettin' this money
We're out here getting this money

So you can't fuck with everybody
You can't mess with everyone

'Cause everybody ain't at your motherfucking level
Not everyone is on my level

So the motherfuckers that don't understand you
So the people who don't understand you

They wind up motherfucking hating you
End up hating you

So you know what you gotta do
So you know what you have to do

You gotta hate those motherfuckers too
You have to hate them too

Fuck them niggas
Screw those guys

Fuck they motherfucking mommmas
Screw their mothers too

They daddies, they aunts, they uncles
Screw their whole family

And they little tee tees, too
And their little friends

Ayo, suck a dick
Suck my dick

Meek Mill, let's get it
Let's do this, Meek Mill

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jacques Webster, Bryan Christopher Williams, Sean Combs, Robert Rihmeek Williams

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