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.
That's My N****
Meek Mill Lyrics
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This that Philly-Bompton shit
Yeah
I'm on the eastside rollin' with my westside niggas (westside, westside, westside)
We just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy nigga
(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
And the feds lookin', pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga, word up
I'm 4HUnnid nigga with that .40 pound on me
Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho
Cash out Keenon nigga with the pounds low
He count on me even when I move slow
Come through Compton with all my niggas (my niggas)
Come through poppin' with all my niggas (my niggas)
You should've seen how we looked last winter (last winter)
You should've seen what we ate last dinner
I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas
I don't fuck with them Hollywood niggas
In the game, I'm the keep it right, nigga
'Cause all these rap niggas know my niggas wanna get 'em
Basic bitches came to suck this dick, no
Basic bitches came to fuck the clique, oh
They tryna have me on some sucker shit
But I'ma do it my way nigga, fuck the script
Came thru the block with everything that's new
Sippin' that motherfuckin' DS2
I can't fuck with him if he ain't true
They like, "He alright but he ain't you"
We like, five milli on aboard the ship
I was the richest nigga on the tip
Locked down with the killers and the robbers, going hard in it
Open the gate, jump on the lift
And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some hot shit
Yoppa in the backseat, it look like a mop stick
You ain't gotta ask me, nigga, you ain't got shit
You ain't talkin' money, I see you done switched the topic
You be only fuckin' with niggas that be on cop shit
I be only fuckin' with bitches that get it poppin'
You don't wanna see one my niggas face in a stockin'
Spray up your corner over some nonsense
I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (westside, westside, westside)
We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy nigga
(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga, word up
Can a real crip, get a lil' bit?
Dump on a nigga for some silly shit
A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah
Gang bang niggas who he really with (crip!)
And we don't talk to no motherfuckin' law
Cooked up, caked up, slangin' that raw, nigga
Roll through the city, gun by your side
Bangin' with the loud or the silencer
Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out
Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out
Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off
Come through the hood and you will get fucked off
Nigga, this's Crip on my, two times
Don't give a fuck and we'll bust him one time, nigga
What y'all thought? We criss to cross
You miss, your loss, we settin' it off
I'm on the eastside rolling with my westside niggas (westside, westside, westside)
We're just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy nigga
(Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
And the feds looking, pray they don't catch my nigga (I pray they don't catch my nigga)
Might pull up on the corner like that's my nigga
And burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga, word up
The song "That's My N****" by Meek Mill is a collaboration with YG and Snoop Dogg, all of whom are from different parts of the United States but come together on this track to represent their respective coasts. The song's lyrics are focused on loyalty among friends and gang members. Meek Mill raps about rolling with his "westside n****s" while also referencing Bed-Stuy in Brooklyn, NY. He also touches on the federal government's watchful eye on the streets, hoping they won't catch his friends doing something illegal. The chorus features the line "Might pull up on the corner like that's my n****, and burn this bitch down like Left Eye, nigga", referencing the late Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes, a member of the girl group TLC who famously burned down her boyfriend's house in 1994.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm on the eastside rollin' with my westside n***** (westside, westside, westside)
I'm rolling with my friends from the westside while being on the eastside
We just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy n***** (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
We're just trying to be successful like the people from Bed-Stuy
And the feds lookin', pray they don't catch my n***** (I pray they don't catch my n*****)
I'm worried about the police catching my friend
Might pull up on the corner like that's my n*****, and burn this b**** down like Left Eye, n*****, word up
I might pretend to know someone and destroy something like Left Eye did
I'm 4HUnnid n**** with that .40 pound on me
I have a gun and I am from a certain area code
Baller ammo, I got forty rounds tho
I have forty rounds of ammo
Cash out Keenon n**** with the pounds low
My acquaintance Keenon deals drugs
He count on me even when I move slow
He relies on me, even if I'm not fast
Come through Compton with all my n***** (my n*****s)
I am with my friends in Compton
Come through poppin' with all my n***** (my n*****s)
I come through with my friends, ready for anything
You should've seen how we looked last winter (last winter)
You should've seen us last winter, things have changed since then
You should've seen what we ate last dinner
We had an expensive meal for dinner
I don't f*** with them Hollywood n*****s
I don't associate with people who are fake and superficial
In the game, I'm the keep it right, n****a
I am honest in the rap game
'Cause all these rap n*****s know my n*****s wanna get 'em
Other rappers know that my friends might want to harm them
Basic b*****s came to suck this d***, no
Women came to have sex with me, but I don't want that
Basic b*****s came to f*** the clique, oh
Women came to have sex with my whole group, but I am not interested
They tryna have me on some sucker shit
They are trying to trick me
But I'ma do it my way n****a, f*** the script
I'm going to do it my way, regardless of what anyone says
Came thru the block with everything that's new
I arrived in the area with new things
Sippin' that motherf***in' DS2
I am drinking lean, specifically the brand DS2
I can't f*** with him if he ain't true
I won't associate with anyone if they are not genuine
They like, "He alright but he ain't you"
They think I'm better than anyone else
We like, five milli on aboard the ship
We have five million dollars with us
I was the richest n****a on the tip
I was the wealthiest person there
Locked down with the killers and the robbers, going hard in it
I am hanging out with dangerous people and being tough
Open the gate, jump on the lift
We entered through a gate and rushed onto an elevator
And now we headed to the westside, rolling in some hot s***
We are now going to the westside and we have a nice car
Yoppa in the backseat, it look like a mop stick
There is a gun in the backseat that resembles a mop stick
You ain't gotta ask me, n****a, you ain't got s***
You don't have to ask me because you don't have anything
You ain't talkin' money, I see you done switched the topic
If you're not talking about money, you're changing the subject
You be only f***in' with n*****s that be on cop s***
You only associate with people who snitch
I be only f***in' with b*****s that get it poppin'
I am only attracted to women who are ambitious and exciting
You don't wanna see one my n*****s face in a stockin'
You don't want to see my friends get mad
Spray up your corner over some nonsense
We will harm your area for no good reason
Can a real crip, get a lil' bit?
Can someone who is really part of the Crips get a small amount of something?
Dump on a n****a for some silly s***
I will use my gun for something trivial
A hundred four rounds when the milli kick, yeah
My gun has 104 bullets
Gang bang n*****s who he really with (crip!)
We will attack people who we don't think belong to the Crips gang
And we don't talk to no motherf***in' law
We don't speak to the police
Cooked up, caked up, slangin' that raw, n****a
I made a lot of money selling drugs
Roll through the city, gun by your side
I am driving through the city with a gun
Bangin' with the loud or the silencer
I am using either a loud or a silenced gun
Leave him on the floor with his brains spilt out
I will kill someone and leave their brains exposed
Tanners, scanners, bananas peeled out
I have various weapons with me, specifically tannerite, scanners, and banana clips
Back to the set, no sweat, ducked off
I am going back to my gang's location undetected
Come through the hood and you will get f****d off
If you come to the area where my gang is, we will harm you
N****a, this's Crip on my, two times
I am a member of the Crips gang
Don't give a f*** and we'll bust him one time, n****a
I don't care and I will attack someone once
What y'all thought? We criss to cross
What did you think we were doing? We are like a cross
You miss, your loss, we settin' it off
If you miss something, it's your fault, we are starting trouble
I'm on the eastside rollin' with my westside n***** (westside, westside, westside)
I am hanging out with people from the westside while being on the eastside
We just tryna do it big like that Bed-Stuy n***** (Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy, Bed-Stuy)
We're trying to be successful like people from Bed-Stuy
And the feds lookin', pray they don't catch my n***** (I pray they don't catch my n*****)
I hope the police don't catch my friend
Might pull up on the corner like that's my n*****, and burn this b**** down like Left Eye, n*****, word up
I might pretend to know someone and then destroy something like Left Eye did
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Andre Young, Calvin Broadus, Eric Gamzoyan, Keenon Jackson, Melvin Bradford, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Scott Storch, Shawn Carter
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@johnmichaelmbunya5108
I swear it was meek year, but they don't wanna see a nigga shine
@mainomoneytime6167
I agree totally
@rosemenecharmelus133
Free meek tho
@eliteplayer8710
U Hella right
@dopeeastbeats6350
Free meek
@sevenhightower
All facts
@NaraV
The fact that Snoop is rappin over a beat with a sample from his song with Dre way back just blows me tf away lol bodied
@nathanmaclean3701
Nara V. Yes ii
@phoenixcoleman7777
One of many
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you know you aint gettin none