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M.I.A
Hip-Hop/Rap
M.I.A was released on July 10, 2024 by Stay on Beat Entertainment as a part of the album Future Meets the Prophet 2
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Release DateJuly 10, 2024
LabelStay on Beat Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM73

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Robert Crumpler
Joshua Robert Crumpler
Songwriter
Jose Zambrana
Jose Zambrana
Songwriter

Lyrics

I want this to be what I want to do now, you know
I'm saying I'm still the same person
I'm still the poor man, you know
I come from the grass, and I'm not going to never forget where I come from
But like, uh, I, you know, I think now that, now that I have a new direction to move in
that I'm going to stay with this
Yeah, let's get em
Yeah, I got em
Yeah, let's get em
Soy un sabaje, straight up savage, up for the challenge
Leveled up my status, increasing my check and balance
Holla at dirty, got work in Dallas, they stay in traffic
Them Sa's stackin' pellets, want it, not need it, grab it, have it
Fuck livin' average, in a mansion, livin' lavish
Ralph Lauren fabrics, chuchi baddest, her ass the fattest
Latin assassin, rap so much passion, make it happen
Goin' platinum in double markets, English and Spanish
You can find me in the bottom, M.I.A
Where they moving yay, shoot AKs and Chevrolets
Cubans que bola, Haitians say sapasay,
Immigrants gon' make their way motherland 90 miles away
You can find me in the bottom, M.I.A
Where they moving yay, shoot AKs and Chevrolets
Cubans que bola, Haitians say sapasay,
Immigrants gon' make their way motherland 90 miles away
Ride for my city, die for my city, bust five for my city
It's time for my city, bitches and women out here
Are pretty, but lil haiti, Liberty city, grimey and gritty
Ride for my city, die for my city, bust five for my city
It's time for my city, bitches and women out here
Are pretty, but lil haiti, Liberty city, grimey and gritty
Them chicos, got the best perico they higher here
We got that fire, where's my lighter from Hialeah
Far from a newbie, my life's a movie
Ask the ones that know me, OG's that schooled me
The ones that showed me, my day one homies
The son of Bobby in a Jacuzzi
With the chuchis, eating pussy like sushi
Lucy, off that toosy, no one can fool me
Dade county we about that money
I'm always hungry, I'm never full, that explains why I'm chubby
You can find me in the bottom, M.I.A
Where they moving yay, shoot AKs and Chevrolets
Cubans que bola, Haitians say sapasay,
Immigrants gon' make their way motherland 90 miles away
You can find me in the bottom, M.I.A
Where they moving yay, shoot AKs and Chevrolets
Cubans que bola, Haitians say sapasay,
Immigrants gon' make their way motherland 90 miles away
Ride for my city, die for my city, bust five for my city
It's time for my city, bitches and women out here
Are pretty, but lil haiti, Liberty city, grimey and gritty
Ride for my city, die for my city, bust five for my city
It's time for my city, bitches and women out here
Are pretty, but lil haiti, Liberty city, grimey and gritty
Written by: Jose Zambrana, Joshua Robert Crumpler
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