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.

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Meek Mill Lyrics

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See real niggas come first cause we men of respect
And do what we want in these streets
And dope boys come second
'Cause money make the motherfucking world go round
And fly niggas come third cause he might ain't got no money
But he still can pull the baddest bitch in the building
We killing these streets nigga
Treat the motherfucking Ghost like a Grand Marquis

Walk up with at least 20 deep and we order a feast

I come straight from the ghetto
I'm ballin hard as I wanna
And I'm thankful as ever that we ain't all on the corner
Got that death in the system, yeah the refs with the whistles
Cause these suckas is foul they disrespect us we hit em'
Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck ain't official
They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his gristle
Going hard with them hammers my niggas all in the slammer
Niggas want catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas
I'm out here strapped-er than velcro, and no I don't sell dough
But I spit that raw shit, it's like I sell coke
Put one in your head nigga like right where the shell go
Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an elbow
Bulletproof Range when I pull it shoot thangs
Hit em close range, let him feel the blue flame
Every month I buy a new car, a new chain
And I don't never fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change

Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerves)
Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second)
Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words
I got Percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve

I try to keep my bitches all on lay away (lay away)
And if you fuck me good, you getting paid today (paid today)
This Aude on my wrist, it cost me 80k
And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin' out the light tinted
So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti)
I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie)
Niggas hating on me (on me)
Know they wanna be me, at the table with my niggas, eatin' lobster & linguine
And that pussy smell like Fiji
Boy, I'll just go swimming
Everything be foreign from the Porsche's to the women
Up early in the morning, with the coca, trying to flip it
Nigas say they want the money but they don't wanna go and get it
That's why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I was out there on that curb
With that mailbox so close with me, I'm picture word that I'm worth
Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work
Go!

Real nigga come first (first) and dope boy come second (second)
Fly nigga come third and I keep birds all in my words (in my words)
I keep birds all in my words (and them people tapping my line man that shit bad for my nerves)
Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second)
Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words

I got Percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve

Overall Meaning

In the song "Real N***** Come First," Meek Mill praises the qualities that make a person a real one. He describes the hierarchy of priorities in the streets, stating that real n***** come first because they are men of respect who do what they want. Following them, are the dope boys who come second because money makes the world go round and they're the ones making it happen. Fly n***** come third, they might not have money, but they have the abilities to pull the baddest bitches.

Meek Mill's lyrics provide a clear image of the life in the ghetto. He talks about the struggles and dangers that come along with it. He reveals the injustices they face, such as the death in the system and refs with the whistles who disrespect them. He also points out the people who claim to be real n***** but are just faking it with fake jewelry, watches, and cars. Meek is aware of the risks involved and stays cautious and alert, making sure he has the gun ready and dangerous.

Line by Line Meaning

See real niggas come first cause we men of respect
Real men who value respect and have earned it through their actions and character come first in our world

And do what we want in these streets
We have the freedom to move and act as we please in our neighborhoods

And dope boys come second
Those who make money through the drug trade come after those who value respect

'Cause money make the motherfucking world go round
Money is the driving force behind most things in our society

And fly niggas come third cause he might ain't got no money
Stylish men who may not have much money come after those who value respect and those who make money through the drug trade

But he still can pull the baddest bitch in the building
Even if he doesn't have much money, a stylish man can still attract the most desirable women

We killing these streets nigga
We are dominating and thriving in our neighborhood

Treat the motherfucking Ghost like a Grand Marquis
We treat ourselves with the same level of respect and luxury as expensive cars like the Grand Marquis

Walk up with at least 20 deep and we order a feast
We roll deep with our crew and enjoy the luxuries of life together

I come straight from the ghetto
I have a background and upbringing in the impoverished area known as the ghetto

I'm balling hard as I wanna
I have achieved a level of success that allows me to do whatever I please

And I'm thankful as ever that we ain't all on the corner
I am grateful that not everyone from my neighborhood has resorted to criminal activity

Got that death in the system, yeah the refs with the whistles
The police and legal system can be lethal to someone like me with a criminal record

Cause these suckas is foul they disrespect us we hit em'
If someone disrespects us, we are not afraid to retaliate with force

Niggas claiming they real, they wrist and neck ain't official
People who claim to be real or authentic are not always truthful and may not have the material goods to back up their words

They got me out in the field, a nigga back on his gristle
I am back at work and hustling to make money

Going hard with them hammers my niggas all in the slammer
We are working hard with guns and many of our friends are in jail

Niggas want catch me slippin' but I don't walk on bananas
People may try to take advantage of me, but I am always alert and aware of my surroundings

I'm out here strapped-er than velcro, and no I don't sell dough
I am carrying guns for protection, but I do not sell drugs

But I spit that raw shit, it's like I sell coke
My music is authentic and unfiltered, similar to the way drug dealers sell uncut cocaine

Put one in your head nigga like right where the shell go
I am capable of killing someone with a gunshot to the head

Got one in the chamber, yea we on point like an elbow
I have a loaded gun ready to use and am always on high alert

Bulletproof Range when I pull it shoot thangs
I feel safe and confident when I am carrying a bulletproof car and shooting guns

Hit em close range, let him feel the blue flame
I shoot people at close range and let them feel the intense pain of being hit by a bullet

Every month I buy a new car, a new chain
I have enough money to buy expensive cars and jewelry regularly

And I don't never fuck no bummy hoes that count they loose change
I only have sex with women who have money and status, and do not associate with low-class women

I try to keep my bitches all on lay away
I try to keep my women under control and not let them get too attached or emotionally involved

And if you fuck me good, you getting paid today
If a woman has sex with me, she will receive monetary compensation

This Aude on my wrist, it cost me 80k
I have an expensive wristwatch that cost me $80,000

And I ain't got no ice in it, rollin' out the light tinted
My wristwatch is impressive enough without the addition of diamonds, and I drive a car with lightly tinted windows

So these niggas see me (see me), sway em like graffiti (fiti)
My presence and success intimidates others and captures their attention

I get what I wanna (wanna), like I own a genie (genie)
I am able to get anything I desire, as if I have a magical genie following my every wish

Niggas hating on me (on me)
Many people are envious of my success

Know they wanna be me, at the table with my niggas, eatin' lobster & linguine
People aspire to be like me and are jealous of the luxurious lifestyle I am able to lead with my friends

And that pussy smell like Fiji
The woman I am having sex with has a desirable scent reminiscent of the Fiji Islands

Boy, I'll just go swimming
I am so successful that I can afford to go swimming at any time

Everything be foreign from the Porsche's to the women
I only involve myself with foreign and high-end luxury brands, including cars and women

Up early in the morning, with the coca, trying to flip it
I wake up early every morning to deal and try to make a profit from cocaine

Nigas say they want the money but they don't wanna go and get it
Many people talk about wanting to make money, but do not have the drive or motivation to work for it

That's why real nigga come first (first), dope boy come second (second)
This is why men who value respect and those who make money through the drug trade come before anyone else in our society

With that mailbox so close with me, I'm picture word that I'm worth
I have so much money that my mailbox is constantly full of bills and advertisements

Talkin late nights you don't play right, that kitchen wearin that work
We work late into the night dealing drugs and are always alert for anyone who may try to rip us off

Real bitches come first (first), bad bitches come second (second)
Women who are genuine and authentic are more important than those who are just physically attractive

Freak bitches come third and I keep birds all in my words
Women who are sexually adventurous come after those who are genuine, and I incorporate my lifestyle into my music lyrics

I got Percs all in my system and apple juice in my syrup
I am under the influence of prescription painkillers and drink apple-flavored codeine cough syrup

And these suckers talkin' this money shit, y'all niggas got some nerve
People who talk about making money but do not have the talent or drive to do so are irritating and disrespectful to those who have achieved success

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Matthew Terrance Furdge, Maurice Jordan, Robert Williams

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