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.
Mad Fo
Meek Mill Lyrics
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It's when a person come up to me or... I hear somebody say "it must be nice"
You know my answer that... is "you must me a hater"
Tell me why you mad fo'
Listen Luda, we gotta keep it real boy
We gonna do it like this baby
Listen here, you know what I'm sayin'?
Tell me what they mad fo'; come around the hood
Tell me what they mad fo' cause you be on the radio
Sounding like you made a million dollars
Tell me what they mad fo'
Time to start putting grown-ass men on time out
Go to the corner and cry somehwere man
Old insecure ass nigga; yo' heart pump Kool-Aid man
What you mad at me for - Luda!
Is it cause I got houses on every coast
Or that I'm on that Forbes list making rich rappers look broke
While they're blowing that smoke, I'm blowing a couple million makin' a killing stunting on impostors
Only rapper in the game with a Grammy and an Oscar
7-figure movie deals, 8 figure bank runs
And I'm still feeding the same hood that I came from
Any car that you got I've already drove
Any chick that you hit, my nigga I've already ho'd
Say it with your chest like these diamonds on my charm
Name on my headphones, label tatted on my arm
Air traffic control say "Ludacris is insane"
That niggas daughter's birthday's the tail number on his plane
Fuck with me but nobody's fucking with me
Taking a shot of my cognac, more millions - real G's chug it with me
If I'm happy there's no reason you should be sad for
So will somebody, can somebody please...
Tell me what they mad fo'; come around the hood
See us sittin' there looking good
Tell me what they mad fo' cause you be on the radio
Sounding like you made a million dollars
Tell me what they mad fo'
Ha! Is you niggas hating cause you mad
Or is you mad cause you hatin'?
Choose one, hater
Now if these niggas hating on me I'mma kill them dead
If I wasn't rapping I'd be probably be in the feds
In the cell, getting mail, with a million dollar bail
But instead of counting blues, I'mma take this YSL
And this Gucci, and this Louis, Prada cause I'm hotter
I used to ball in Philly, with that nina Iguodala
I beefs up in my Beamer, check aboard my collar
And when I check my bank account, I'm checking for them commas
I'm like all these niggas haters, all these bitches fucking
At 24 I went and bought a Ghost like it was nothing
At 25 I bought that Aston Martin, now we stunting
And you nigga still talking all this money shit you bluffing
You bluffing, you bluffing, I really think you bluffing
100, 000 dollars man them bottles we just crush 'em
Now tell me why you hating? You hating cause you mad?
Or is you mad because you hating, boy you sad
Haha, look, yeah
Ok, I see why you mad, I'm countin' all this money
And I'm popping all these tags, hoppin' to it, fuckin' bunnies
Real nigga, one hundred, you tryin' to do it, I done it
I spit sick on this rap shit, make them sick to they stomach
I'm clean man, you hate, mad cause I'm gonna keep it real with a real nigga
I got racks on racks, and a black Maybach - call it black on black cause I kill niggas
In the club all girls, no niggas don't talk to me cause I ain't really trynna hear niggas
In the coupe it's the truth and the roof go poof, vamoose, I can make it disappear nigga
See this the type of shit that I be sayin'
Just because I'm balling, that don't mean a nigga playin'
Haters can blow me like a fan
Flyer than a bitch, I don't think I'mma ever land
But in the meantime, baby what's your plan
You can call me daddy but I can't be your man
Fiending like the addicts, when I pull it out they panic
Bitch I do damage, you gonna need an ambulance
Showtime...
Put one hand in the air if you know somebody
That's mad at you right now for no reason
Riding around in my jeep, bumpin' that 2pac
I'm walking around in my hood, cocked back two Glocks
98 in my status, I came back I'm the baddest
Christian's on my feet, I told you I'm the baddest
All the way in Paris, don't talk you'll get embarrassed
My watch is fuckin', yeah you get embarassed
500 hunnid on them racks, pulled out them stacks
Niggas talkin' crazy, drop top Maybachs
My life is just ludicrous, sucka you just new to this
430's pullin' up; goddamn we do this shit
Chickens and the waffles, chillin' in the villa
Bumping Ludaversal, gettin' that scrilla
Yuuugh!
Hey Luda, you know why these haters mad for right?
The truth shall set you free
If you sellin' all the records and you fuckin' all the bitches
And you sit a top of the charts and you livin' out your wishes
With your chains all smothered and your watches all glittered
And your ghost and your phantoms all comin' home to visit
Or maybe cause your bitches was never really your bitches
With your baby mama fucking every rapper in the business
Niggas saying you was better when the drugs was in your system
Now your crack swag gone ever since you came from prison
Got you tweeting all stupid, is you skatin', is you dissin'
Found out your Ghost leased and your Phantom just rented
Won't need it in your name like Pac when he went missing
Makaveli lives on so I'm riding on you bitches
Hail Mary be the witness, Lord Willin' I was dealing
Stupid motherfucking five star, tatted on his ceiling
Bullseye, be the motherfucking target for this killing
Ain't y'all the motherfuckers with the millions?
The song "Mad Fo" by Meek Mill is about jealousy and envy in the music industry. The song features two rappers, Ludacris and Meek Mill, who are both successful and wealthy. The lyrics describe the haters who criticize their lifestyles and success. They ask these haters, "Tell me what they mad fo?" questioning the reason for the jealousy. Ludacris talks about his luxurious lifestyle, how he has houses on every coast, and appears on Forbes' list which makes other wealthy rappers look poor. Meek Mill talks about his success at a young age, flaunting his material possessions, counting his stacks of cash, and even speaks about his past criminal record. The chorus repeats the line "Tell me what they mad fo" as the two rappers continue to question why they are the target of hate.
The song highlights the reality of success in the entertainment industry where artists encounter various forms of hate and criticism. The artists seem to have a love/hate relationship with their haters, they simultaneously acknowledge their existence and question their motives. Through the song, they express that they won't let the criticism bring them down, and will continue to flaunt their wealth and success.
Line by Line Meaning
You know one thing I hate...
I can't stand it when someone comes up to me or when I hear somebody say 'it must be nice.'
You know my answer that... is 'you must me a hater'
My response to that is, 'you must be jealous and envious.'
Tell me why you mad fo'
Please explain to me why you are so upset.
Is it cause I got houses on every coast
Are you upset because I own homes in various locations?
Or that I'm on that Forbes list making rich rappers look broke
Or is it because I am featured on the Forbes list, making other wealthy rappers appear poor in comparison?
While they're blowing that smoke, I'm blowing a couple million makin' a killing stunting on impostors
While they are boasting about things they don't have, I am spending millions and thriving, proving that they are fakes.
Only rapper in the game with a Grammy and an Oscar
I am the only rapper who has received both a Grammy and an Oscar.
7-figure movie deals, 8 figure bank runs
I have secured movie contracts worth millions of dollars and have accumulated tens of millions in my bank account.
And I'm still feeding the same hood that I came from
Despite my success, I continue to support and provide for the community I grew up in.
Any car that you got I've already drove
I have already driven any car that you own.
Any chick that you hit, my nigga I've already ho'd
Any woman that you have been with, my friend, I have also been with.
Say it with your chest like these diamonds on my charm
Speak with confidence and pride, just like the diamonds on my jewelry.
Name on my headphones, label tatted on my arm
My name is written on my headphones, and I have my record label's logo tattooed on my arm.
Air traffic control say 'Ludacris is insane'
Even air traffic control acknowledges my extravagant and unparalleled behavior.
That niggas daughter's birthday's the tail number on his plane
That individual's daughter's birthday corresponds to the tail number of his private jet.
Fuck with me but nobody's fucking with me
Challenge me, but no one can compete with me.
Taking a shot of my cognac, more millions - real G's chug it with me
Drinking my cognac, which represents my wealth, only true gangsters can handle it.
If I'm happy there's no reason you should be sad for
If I am content and satisfied, there is no reason for you to feel sorrow on my behalf.
Tell me what they mad fo'; come around the hood
Please inform me of the reasons why they are angry; when they visit our neighborhood.
See us sittin' there looking good
Observing us as we sit there, appearing stylish and attractive.
Tell me what they mad fo' cause you be on the radio
Explain why they are upset because you are being played on the radio.
Sounding like you made a million dollars
Your music sounds as if you have earned a fortune.
Ha! Is you niggas hating cause you mad
Ha! Are all of you hating because you are filled with anger and jealousy?
Or is you mad cause you hatin'?
Or, perhaps, are you angry because you are constantly hating?
Choose one, hater
Pick one of those options, you envious individual.
Now if these niggas hating on me I'mma kill them dead
If these individuals continue to hate on me, I will figuratively destroy them.
If I wasn't rapping I'd be probably be in the feds
If I weren't pursuing a career in rap, I would most likely be involved in criminal activities.
In the cell, getting mail, with a million dollar bail
I would be imprisoned, receiving letters, and facing an extremely high bail amount.
But instead of counting blues, I'mma take this YSL
However, instead of being miserable, I am going to enjoy my luxury YSL clothing.
And this Gucci, and this Louis, Prada cause I'm hotter
I will also wear high-end brands like Gucci, Louis Vuitton, and Prada to showcase my superior style.
I used to ball in Philly, with that nina Iguodala
I used to play basketball in Philadelphia, alongside Andre Iguodala.
I beefs up in my Beamer, check aboard my collar
I used to have conflicts while driving my BMW, displaying my extravagant wealth with my expensive accessories.
And when I check my bank account, I'm checking for them commas
When I review my bank balance, I am looking for the commas that represent large sums of money.
I'm like all these niggas haters, all these bitches fucking
I feel like all these men are envious, and all these women are sleeping around.
At 24 I went and bought a Ghost like it was nothing
By the age of 24, I effortlessly purchased a Rolls-Royce Ghost as if it required no effort.
At 25 I bought that Aston Martin, now we stunting
At the age of 25, I acquired an Aston Martin, now we are showing off our success.
And you nigga still talking all this money shit you bluffing
Meanwhile, you guys are still talking about money, even though you are lying and exaggerating.
You bluffing, you bluffing, I really think you bluffing
You are bluffing, you are bluffing, I genuinely believe you are bluffing.
100,000 dollars man them bottles we just crush 'em
We casually consume expensive bottles of alcohol worth $100,000 as if they are of little value.
Now tell me why you hating? You hating cause you mad?
Now explain to me why you are hating on me. Are you hating because you are mad?
Haha, look, yeah
Laughing sarcastically, take a look, yeah
Ok, I see why you mad, I'm countin' all this money
Okay, I understand why you are upset, I am busy counting large amounts of money.
And I'm popping all these tags, hoppin' to it, fuckin' bunnies
I am effortlessly purchasing expensive items and having sexual encounters with attractive women.
Real nigga, one hundred, you tryin' to do it, I done it
I am an authentic individual, always being true to myself. You are trying to achieve what I have already accomplished.
I spit sick on this rap shit, make them sick to they stomach
I deliver exceptional lyrics in my rap performances, making my listeners feel physically ill due to the level of skill.
I'm clean man, you hate, mad cause I'm gonna keep it real with a real nigga
I am genuine and honest, you hate me because I am going to stay true to myself and keep it real.
I got racks on racks, and a black Maybach - call it black on black cause I kill niggas
I have a substantial amount of money, and I own a black Maybach car - it is referred to as black on black because it represents my ability to eliminate my competitors.
In the club all girls, no niggas don't talk to me cause I ain't really trynna hear niggas
When I am in the club, surrounded by women, I have no interest in conversing with men.
In the coupe it's the truth and the roof go poof, vamoose, I can make it disappear nigga
In my sports car, everything is authentic, and the retractable roof easily disappears, vanishing like magic. I have the power to make things vanish, my friend.
See this the type of shit that I be sayin'
This is the kind of statement I often make.
Just because I'm balling, that don't mean a nigga playin'
Just because I am successful, it does not imply that I am joking or not serious.
Haters can blow me like a fan
Haters can express their negative thoughts and opinions like a fan blowing air.
Flyer than a bitch, I don't think I'mma ever land
I am more stylish and attractive than anyone else, and I do not believe I will ever come back down to their level.
But in the meantime, baby what's your plan
But for now, sweetheart, what are your intentions or goals?
You can call me daddy but I can't be your man
You can refer to me as 'daddy,' but I am not interested in being in a romantic relationship with you.
Fiending like the addicts, when I pull it out they panic
People become desperate and anxious when I reveal or display my wealth and success.
Bitch I do damage, you gonna need an ambulance
I cause harm and destruction, to the point where you will require medical assistance.
Put one hand in the air if you know somebody
Raise one hand in the air if you are aware of someone
That's mad at you right now for no reason
Who is currently angry at you for absolutely no valid reason.
Riding around in my jeep, bumpin' that 2pac
Driving around in my Jeep, listening to the music of Tupac Shakur.
I'm walking around in my hood, cocked back two Glocks
I am strolling through my neighborhood with two Glock handguns primed and ready.
98 in my status, I came back I'm the baddest
I have achieved a high status, I have returned, and I am considered the best and the most skilled.
Christian's on my feet, I told you I'm the baddest
I am wearing Christian Louboutin shoes on my feet, proving that I am the most exceptional and superior.
All the way in Paris, don't talk you'll get embarrassed
Even in Paris, I am respected and admired. Don't speak, or you will be humiliated.
My watch is fuckin', yeah you get embarassed
My watch is extremely extravagant and impressive. It will make you feel ashamed of your own timepiece.
500 hunnid on them racks, pulled out them stacks
I have $500,000 in cash, and I am proudly displaying my wealth.
Niggas talkin' crazy, drop top Maybachs
People are speaking excessively and foolishly, while I am driving around in convertible Maybach cars.
My life is just ludicrous, sucka you just new to this
My lifestyle is extremely extravagant and excessive. You, on the other hand, are new and inexperienced in comparison.
430's pullin' up; goddamn we do this shit
Porsche 430 cars are arriving, my goodness, we are carrying out these actions with an immense amount of skill and success.
Chickens and the waffles, chillin' in the villa
At the villa, we are enjoying a meal of chicken and waffles, relaxing in luxury.
Bumping Ludaversal, gettin' that scrilla
Listening to Ludacris's album 'Ludaversal,' while also making a substantial amount of money.
If you sellin' all the records and you fuckin' all the bitches
If you are achieving great success with your music and engaging in numerous sexual encounters
And you sit a top of the charts and you livin' out your wishes
And you reach the highest positions on the music charts, and you're living a life you've always dreamed of
With your chains all smothered and your watches all glittered
Wearing opulent chains and sparkling watches
And your ghost and your phantoms all comin' home to visit
And your Rolls-Royce Ghost and Phantom cars are all returning home
Or maybe cause your bitches was never really your bitches
Or perhaps it's because the women you were involved with were never truly loyal to you
With your baby mama fucking every rapper in the business
While your child's mother is engaging in sexual relations with various rappers in the industry
Niggas saying you was better when the drugs was in your system
People claim that you were at your peak when you were under the influence of drugs
Now your crack swag gone ever since you came from prison
Now that you have been released from prison, your once incredible persona has vanished
Got you tweeting all stupid, is you skatin', is you dissin'
Your nonsensical tweets have everyone questioning your motives and doubting your loyalty
Found out your Ghost leased and your Phantom just rented
It was discovered that your Rolls-Royce Ghost is not owned but leased, and your Phantom is only temporarily rented
Won't need it in your name like Pac when he went missing
You won't need those assets registered in your name, just like Tupac when he went missing
Makaveli lives on so I'm riding on you bitches
Tupac's alter ego Makaveli continues to thrive, and I am using that energy to dominate over my competitors
Hail Mary be the witness, Lord Willin' I was dealing
Hail Mary serves as a testimony, while I, with the grace of God, was engaging in various activities
Stupid motherfucking five star, tatted on his ceiling
An idiotic individual, whose ceiling is adorned with tattoos of five-star ratings
Bullseye, be the motherfucking target for this killing
The target for my success, which will be achieved by eliminating my competition
Ain't y'all the motherfuckers with the millions?
Aren't you guys the ones with millions of dollars?
Writer(s): Singleton
Contributed by Gianna Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@anakanyanengomana4853
2023, I'm still listening to this banger 🙌🏽
@DopeboyX
Who is on the Hook?
@alchemyst3218
Luda had the coldest verse on here, he was the most lyrical on this song and his metaphors are always the sickest.
@austinpaula15
Pusha T with the best verse!
@erickjustinkente5780
Austin Paula you are right man. Pusha T killed with the beat
@MrVante247
Dude's cadence and content... Good gawd
@RodgersXLVmvp
I miss that period from like 08' to 12' when like 4 or 5 of the best rappers in the game would all drop verses on the same song together constantly , that whole remix era , someone would drop a hot radio song , then like 4 rap titans would all hop on it togethrr and blow the original version out of the water.. TI and Luda , Ye and Jay , Wayne , then them other guys like Meek , Drake , Ross , 50 , Jezzy and yo gotti , etc , them were the days .. Now most them guys already got their bag and ran out of stuff to say aftet 20+ yr careers , and a whole new gen have the sound , but it really dont compare , most these new guys cant even rap foreal
@dboyrembert4010
I miss 1996 to 2009 fuck 2010 to 2022 rap ain't the same
@Mrcashflow922
You missed Em
@iamblackman595
Pusha spoke of this beef years before drake knew it was coming