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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.
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- LyricsAin't this what they've been waiting for?
I used to pray for times like this, to rhyme like this
So I had to grind like that to shine like this
In a matter of time I spent on some locked up shit
- LyricsSee its brackets nigga
Them hoes ain't fucking you cause you ain't in that bracket nigga
Learn life, its levels to this shit young boy
Ay O you feel me
Lil nigga we don't rock the same clothes, fuck the same hoes
- Lyrics[Meek Mill:]
Look I be riding threw my old hood, but I'm in my new whip, same old attitude but I'm on that new shit, they say they gone rob me, see me never do shit, cause they know that's the reason that's gone put em on a news clips, audemar on my wrist,.. bust down we popping bottles like I scored the winning touchdown, memba meek dead broke, look at me up now, I run my city fron south philly back to uptown, thank god, all these bottles I popped, all this paper I been gettin, all these models I popped, I done sold 100, 000 before my album got drop'd, an I'm only 23 I'm the shit now look at me, look at me I'm a boss like my nigga rozay, shawty ask'd me for a check, I told that bitch like no way, cause I made it from the bottom it was neva no way, an I neva had a job, u know I had to sell yahhhh, bitch I'm a boss, I call the shots, I'm with the murder team call the cops, we in the building, u are not, u short on the paper, u gone ball or not...
Got so many shades they thought I had a lazy eye, shorty rode me smooth as my mercedes ride, no love cry when only babies die, an when I go that casket better cost a hundred thou, I pray ta god I look my killer in his eyes, snatch his soul up out that shirt let's take him for that ride, o g is one who standin on his own feet, a boss is one who guarantee we gone eat, fuck a blog dawg cause one day we gone meet, I'm a spazz on yo ass like I'm on e, or a double stack better nigga double that, jerry jones money nigga u a running back, hershall walker, bo jack, ricky waters, better run that dope back, boss, an I put that on my maybach foe hundred thouu bitch u wish u saved that...
- Lyrics[Meek Mill]
M.M.G. nigga, chain all V.S.
I aint with the B.S.
Catch me in the city riding hard through the B.X.
Skinny nigga, but I do it large like a 3X
- LyricsI don't know what these niggas speakin' off
I don't know what these niggas trippin' on
Don't touch my niggas I suggest you don't
Boy if you do you must be suicidal
Don't say my name unless you suicidal
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