Mia

I changed so much my mom's asking for an ID
Puberty all over again discovering bodies
I changed so much my dad's asking for an ID
Only I know what I really am, not nobody
Used to be like Santa, gifts cause I wanna
Now I'm a fairy, can knock teeth with the money
Need a bitch for a roadie, feeling like Hank Moody
The only one I ever loved doesn't probably love me
Can't write, can't write, can't write all the time
But when I start rolling my shit sublime
When I start flowing I'm a wave goodbye
To all the naysayers, fuck em all 'til I die
Touchy, feely, gooey, icky, sticky, ain't no biggie to be honest
That's what everybody would say about me, I made a promise
That I'd use my ability creatively to astonish
Vulnerability is history, how bout that for some knowledge

I changed so much my mom's asking for an ID
Puberty all over again discovering bodies
I changed so much my dad's asking for an ID
Only I know what I really am, not nobody

MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
Nah, feeling better than ever instead

The old switcharoo, acoustic to digital
Metal to the pedal, beast without the hype, original
Why did you switch genres, bitch I'm flexible
So pick up a pen if you really wanna ridicule
The zeros on my playlist and soon my residual
Balance will make your paychecks look hysterical
I start rapping, overnight it did not happen but you cynical
While your boy switching bitches as an habitual
Excercise, step aside with the lies
All of this, with a price
That your money cannot buy
Check the tag, read the lines
Comprehend, fore I die
For my friends, this empire
I'ma yell, I'ma yell
I'ma yell Banzai

I changed so much my mom's asking for an ID
Puberty all over again discovering bodies
I changed so much my dad's asking for an ID
Only I know what I really am, not nobody

MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
MIA, MIA, Am I dead, MIA
Nah, feeling better than ever instead



Credits
Writer(s): Ege çetik
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