Lights Out (feat. Don Q) - Meek Mill

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Putting lobster in the Oodles of Noodles

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

We never live for tomorrow, new half a brick in the car
Rich and my chick is a star, I never wish on a star
Pull up and sit on the car, 'member when we used to starve
Most of these niggas is frauds, they not who they say that they are
Niggas do it for the Internet
We ain't really really into that
Push a foreign but you rented that
Shoot a scene, gotta give it back
Took a loss on a lil cash
I ain't trip about it, had to get it back
Move work like SlimFast
Niggas in and out with a fifty pack
Plugged in with the plugs, spites on with the blood
Fell back, got the Balmains 'cause the pockets only fit a dub
That was never what it was, I'ma tell it like it is
Bust down with the sig, whole gang with me on the way to LIV

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

Every nigga with me iced out
Diamonds dance when the lights out
I just upgraded my lifestyle
Overnight and they like, "How?"
I treat my whip like a pet
I step on the gas and you hear the pipes growl
I got like twenty on me at the car wash
Got the Benz getting wiped down
Diss records, keep my name out it
I promise you won't get no fame out it
Rapping 'bout certain trap houses
Reminiscing when I used to slang out it
My life was excitin', all of this ice on
You catch me in Dyckman, I make it look easy
They hate when they see me, I'm higher than deacon
I'm speaking with Meeky and chasing the 'guine
Or you broke, you just feel abandoned
Crowd screaming and I hear 'em chant
Watch you steer the Phantom when I'm in the Hamptons
Same crew since when I was wearin' Vans
It's show time when the gang appearin'
Niggas hating but the bitches starin'
Who would think that I'd get a mansion?
Twenty chains in the mirror, dancin'

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

New crib with the elevator
I got hella haters and they mad at me
Up in Niemans, going bad at it
Canada, like it was mad madness
'Member back when I was dead pop
Pretty bitches used to laugh at us
Now I pull up in the red drop
With the thirty on me and the red dot
And I lean on 'em when I come through like, "Swerve"
Rat niggas up the street, shit, I'm like, "They got some nerve"
Every nigga 'round me look like they got them birds
Bust down, Big Meech, nigga, we ain't sweet beef, we purge

I bet a mill that you know me, I used to run in them spots
We was just punching the last four, you was just punching the clock
I just got rid of my last whore, then I gave her mother a shot
Pour up, I'm down to my last four, and I fill my cup to the top
To my hood, I'm an icon, watching out for the pythons
10K on the left wrist, another dub on my right arm
I still come and spend nights on corners niggas took lives on
And they ain't lackin', believe me, they packin'
My youngins, they keeping they pipes drawn

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
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Lights Out (feat. Don Q) Lyrics

Yeah
This that "just got to a half a brick" music
Young nigga
Putting lobster in the Oodles of Noodles

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

We never live for tomorrow, new half a brick in the car
Rich and my chick is a star, I never wish on a star
Pull up and sit on the car, 'member when we used to starve
Most of these niggas is frauds, they not who they say that they are
Niggas do it for the Internet
We ain't really really into that
Push a foreign but you rented that
Shoot a scene, gotta give it back
Took a loss on a lil cash
I ain't trip about it, had to get it back
Move work like SlimFast
Niggas in and out with a fifty pack
Plugged in with the plugs, spites on with the blood
Fell back, got the Balmains 'cause the pockets only fit a dub
That was never what it was, I'ma tell it like it is
Bust down with the sig, whole gang with me on the way to LIV

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

Every nigga with me iced out
Diamonds dance when the lights out
I just upgraded my lifestyle
Overnight and they like, "How?"
I treat my whip like a pet
I step on the gas and you hear the pipes growl
I got like twenty on me at the car wash
Got the Benz getting wiped down
Diss records, keep my name out it
I promise you won't get no fame out it
Rapping 'bout certain trap houses
Reminiscing when I used to slang out it
My life was excitin', all of this ice on
You catch me in Dyckman, I make it look easy
They hate when they see me, I'm higher than deacon
I'm speaking with Meeky and chasing the 'guine
Or you broke, you just feel abandoned
Crowd screaming and I hear 'em chant
Watch you steer the Phantom when I'm in the Hamptons
Same crew since when I was wearin' Vans
It's show time when the gang appearin'
Niggas hating but the bitches starin'
Who would think that I'd get a mansion?
Twenty chains in the mirror, dancin'

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

New crib with the elevator
I got hella haters and they mad at me
Up in Niemans, going bad at it
Canada, like it was mad madness
'Member back when I was dead pop
Pretty bitches used to laugh at us
Now I pull up in the red drop
With the thirty on me and the red dot
And I lean on 'em when I come through like, "Swerve"
Rat niggas up the street, shit, I'm like, "They got some nerve"
Every nigga 'round me look like they got them birds
Bust down, Big Meech, nigga, we ain't sweet beef, we purge

I bet a mill that you know me, I used to run in them spots
We was just punching the last four, you was just punching the clock
I just got rid of my last whore, then I gave her mother a shot
Pour up, I'm down to my last four, and I fill my cup to the top
To my hood, I'm an icon, watching out for the pythons
10K on the left wrist, another dub on my right arm
I still come and spend nights on corners niggas took lives on
And they ain't lackin', believe me, they packin'
My youngins, they keeping they pipes drawn

When I walk up in this bitch, they turn the lights out
All the young niggas with me and they iced out
I had to stack it up and get my mom a nice house
I could've did the Wraith, instead I brought the bikes out

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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.

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. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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