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M.I.A
Hip-Hop/Rap
M.I.A was released on April 25, 2024 by Personal Strangers as a part of the album M.I.A - Single
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Release DateApril 25, 2024
LabelPersonal Strangers
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chavez loomans
Chavez loomans
Songwriter
Declan Coleman
Declan Coleman
Songwriter

Lyrics

MIA
Like where have you been?
Shit got real different since I left scene
They all like Vez
You still rap?
Well
I guess if I'm not in the trap
LOL
I wish them well
This business the same as a wishing well
I don't kiss n tell
I just kick back
I really ain't bragging
Thats just the facts
Blow smoke like a dragon
It's kinda my knack
XO's n shit like tic tac toe
All my ex hoes was down for me
Flick that dope
Hold my stuff
Babe don't choke
Help me cope
And I'll help you cop
Anything you want
From success to the shops
They want me on drill
Or they want me on pop
I do what I want
And it ain't gonna
Stop it
Get some help
Like money on my mind
Paper chasing
Get rich or die trying
It's the same thing
The things we do for cash
Is fucking crazy
But I guess it's just
Another form of slavery
So if I'm broke and gotta rob
Then you can't blame me
Just a product
Of what environments made me
Why we kill each other
When we on the same team
Brothers switch on brothers
It's insane
Over money drugs or pussy
Like there's something in they veins
So I try to stay away
But everybody seems the same
Be whole different person
In the night from the day
And
Actions opposite
Of everything they tried to say
So I'm done uh
Yeah I'm done yeah I'm done
Yeah I do
Run it up
Count my funds
Then it's deuce
Ain't no fish
In this pond
Nothing new
Nothing new
Nah
People so blind
Got eyes can't see
Get rich or die trying
It's fifty degrees
People so blind
Got eyes can't see
Get rich or die trying
It's fifty degrees
Money on my mind
And I'm minding my money
Still I'ma grind
If its raining or sunny
If it ain't make me rich
Then it ain't making sense
I can't trust my bitch
And I can't trust my friends
People so blind
Got eyes can't see
Get rich or die trying
It's fifty degrees
People so blind
Got eyes can't see
Get rich or die trying
It's fifty degrees
Money on my mind
And I'm minding my money
Still I'ma grind
If its raining or sunny
If it ain't make me rich
Then it ain't making sense
I can't trust my bitch
And I can't trust my friends
Like money on my mind
Paper chasing
Get rich or die trying
It's the same thing
The things we do for cash
Is fucking crazy
But I guess it's just
Another form of slavery
Like money on my
Money on my mind, mind
Get rich or die trying
It's the same thing
Like money on my
Money on my mind, mind
Get rich or die trying
It's the same thing
Written by: Chavez loomans, Declan Coleman
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