Biography:
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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[Intro: Meek Mill]
A#m
Yeah
F#
I got Lucci in this bitch with me
Fm F#
On some real shit, I remember we ain't had nothing
A#m F#
Dead broke, I'm talking pain and suffering
Fm F#
They ain't goin' feel my pain, they don't know where we come from
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
A#m
I can talk shit 'cause I was shit
F#
Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
Fm
Niggas talking crazy, get 'em all hit
F#
Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss shit
A#m
Brand new Maybach, this ain't Ross shit
F#
This my shit, I be talking fly shit
Fm
Clean them niggas up with that mop stick
F#
Hating on me, that'll get your baby mom hit
A#m
Touching Caicos, spending pesos
F#
Niggas flying private with them Draco's
Fm
Pull up in your city, like it ain't yours
F#
Put a check up on your hitter, and it's case closed
A#m
Still change hoes like I change clothes
F#
Chain froze, Range Rov', and I'm playin' Hov
Fm
Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes
F#
My nigga fighting open cases and they ain’t close
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
A#m
I'm a young king
I'm a young king
F#
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Fm
Remember all them nights man, when we didn't have a thing
F#
So it's only right a nigga living like a king
A#m
How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
F#
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
Fm
We goin' fuck 'em all up, with the whole team
F#
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
A#m
Niggas talking tough, we calling you bluff
F#
Took a call, got him hit, while I'm talking to Puff
Fm
Man down, man I shouldn't be talking this stuff
F#
The nigga that you claiming hitter, the target to us
A#m
Caught him in the morning, like it's [?]
F#
Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
Fm
Time to pull the plug on him, let his mom mourn him
F#
Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
A#m
Spin a block on a nigga talking rah rah
F#
He was playin' with the birdies, now it's bye-bye
Fm
I know Jigga, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
F#
Roc-Nation on my chain, 'cause it's Ta-Da
A#m
Nigga, I'm the truth, I'm like W'Allah
F#
Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
Fm
Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
F#
Niggas sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like why lie
A#m
I know magic, I'm a savage
F#
It's a plane, it's a bird, it's a bad bitch
Fm
I ain't trippin' 'bout her, you can have it
F#
They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
A#m
Young nigga, talkin' cash shit
F#
You can tell we ain't never really had shit
Fm
Took my momma [?] public housing to a glass crib
F#
Now my guest house bigger than my last crib
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
A#m
I'm a young king
I'm a young king
F#
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Fm
Remember all them nights man, when we didn't have a thing
F#
So it's only right a nigga living like a king
A#m
How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
F#
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
Fm
We goin' fuck 'em all up, with the whole team
F#
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Outro: Barcelini]
A#m
See, they treated us like peasants
F#
But we always knew we had the blood of kings pumping through our veins
Fm F# A#m
Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber and built a palace
F#
Money, power, and violence
Fm
Sippin' Spade on the Island
F#
Killin' these niggas, moment of silence-
A#m
'Cause we done rose through the slums and beat all odds
F# Fm
We the poster child for every young nigga in the streets
F#
You see us on T.V., you see who your son's inspiring to be
A#m F#
It was plenty nights, man, we ain't had nothin' to eat
Fm F#
I'm talking, cup of noodles or maybe some cream of wheat
A#m F#
Now it's French [?] when we feel like it
Fm
We don't even do Philippe's
F#
I mean, you wouldn't believe me if I showed you
A3m F#
I'm talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab, that's just on wine
Fm
This lifestyle, it'll blow your mind
F# A#m
You know, we goin' have it our way
F#
Young kings, living out the dream
Fm
Bossed up, on every scene
F#
The Mobb nigga, Barcelini
A#m
Yeah
F#
I got Lucci in this bitch with me
Fm F#
On some real shit, I remember we ain't had nothing
A#m F#
Dead broke, I'm talking pain and suffering
Fm F#
They ain't goin' feel my pain, they don't know where we come from
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
A#m
I can talk shit 'cause I was shit
F#
Diamonds shining on me, need a off switch
Fm
Niggas talking crazy, get 'em all hit
F#
Put the call in from Dubai, on some boss shit
A#m
Brand new Maybach, this ain't Ross shit
F#
This my shit, I be talking fly shit
Fm
Clean them niggas up with that mop stick
F#
Hating on me, that'll get your baby mom hit
A#m
Touching Caicos, spending pesos
F#
Niggas flying private with them Draco's
Fm
Pull up in your city, like it ain't yours
F#
Put a check up on your hitter, and it's case closed
A#m
Still change hoes like I change clothes
F#
Chain froze, Range Rov', and I'm playin' Hov
Fm
Flashbacks, seeing cops in them plain clothes
F#
My nigga fighting open cases and they ain’t close
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
A#m
I'm a young king
I'm a young king
F#
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Fm
Remember all them nights man, when we didn't have a thing
F#
So it's only right a nigga living like a king
A#m
How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
F#
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
Fm
We goin' fuck 'em all up, with the whole team
F#
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Verse 2: Meek Mill]
A#m
Niggas talking tough, we calling you bluff
F#
Took a call, got him hit, while I'm talking to Puff
Fm
Man down, man I shouldn't be talking this stuff
F#
The nigga that you claiming hitter, the target to us
A#m
Caught him in the morning, like it's [?]
F#
Doc plugging cables to him like its Time Warner
Fm
Time to pull the plug on him, let his mom mourn him
F#
Got a suicide squad like a bomb on him
A#m
Spin a block on a nigga talking rah rah
F#
He was playin' with the birdies, now it's bye-bye
Fm
I know Jigga, I know Emory and Ty-Ty
F#
Roc-Nation on my chain, 'cause it's Ta-Da
A#m
Nigga, I'm the truth, I'm like W'Allah
F#
Every time I make a movie it be Sci-Fi
Fm
Looking scary in that Ghost when I ride by
F#
Niggas sayin' I wouldn't make it, I'm like why lie
A#m
I know magic, I'm a savage
F#
It's a plane, it's a bird, it's a bad bitch
Fm
I ain't trippin' 'bout her, you can have it
F#
They was happy when we was broke, now we mad rich
A#m
Young nigga, talkin' cash shit
F#
You can tell we ain't never really had shit
Fm
Took my momma [?] public housing to a glass crib
F#
Now my guest house bigger than my last crib
[Hook: YFN Lucci]
A#m
I'm a young king
I'm a young king
F#
Remember all them nightmares, all them bad dreams
Fm
Remember all them nights man, when we didn't have a thing
F#
So it's only right a nigga living like a king
A#m
How you goin' tell me you ain't never had dreams
F#
If it was to be a baller or triple beam
Fm
We goin' fuck 'em all up, with the whole team
F#
Young nigga
Y-Young nigga dream
[Outro: Barcelini]
A#m
See, they treated us like peasants
F#
But we always knew we had the blood of kings pumping through our veins
Fm F# A#m
Dreamchasers, we took the stone out the rubber and built a palace
F#
Money, power, and violence
Fm
Sippin' Spade on the Island
F#
Killin' these niggas, moment of silence-
A#m
'Cause we done rose through the slums and beat all odds
F# Fm
We the poster child for every young nigga in the streets
F#
You see us on T.V., you see who your son's inspiring to be
A#m F#
It was plenty nights, man, we ain't had nothin' to eat
Fm F#
I'm talking, cup of noodles or maybe some cream of wheat
A#m F#
Now it's French [?] when we feel like it
Fm
We don't even do Philippe's
F#
I mean, you wouldn't believe me if I showed you
A3m F#
I'm talking 10-15 thousand dollars on the tab, that's just on wine
Fm
This lifestyle, it'll blow your mind
F# A#m
You know, we goin' have it our way
F#
Young kings, living out the dream
Fm
Bossed up, on every scene
F#
The Mobb nigga, Barcelini
Meg Short
Mega (Malaysia)
Mega City Four
Mega Mango
Mega Mindy