Frenchie - Going M.I.A (feat. rivblazing)

Fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm the chef
If I don't feel you right now
I won't feel you when I'm dead, bitch (yeah)
Let me set the record straight
I don't like to talk
I like to work and celebrate
And it's the same thing preventing me from postin' everyday
I don't need you validatin'
Keep the glow up in the shades (yuh)
Woahhhh
I just started levitating
I've been on my wave
Please, keep the medications
I don't see the days since I started dedicating
Bag is overweight, I'ma need to delegate it, yeah (fuck)
Going M.I.A
That's why I'm ducking hella places
Before my name rings a bell in every state
And I'ma have to stay away from the noise and meditate
Meditate
Meditate (shh)
Fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm the chef
If I don't feel you right now
I won't feel you when I'm dead, bitch
Fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm the chef
If I don't feel you right now
I won't feel you when I'm dead
Yuh,
I won't feel you when I'm dead
I don't like it when you talk (talk)
I don't wanna be your friend, nah, nah, nah (nah, nah)
Best believe I'll make the best of it
I don't make amends, if I'm leaving I'm not desperate
So needless is to say it got some people startin' to question if I
Really care about a thing
And I don't
Move along
Got your answer? Yeah you welcome
Play the song
W-w-woah (woah)
Oh we back at it? (back)
Always overthinking that's a bad habit
Like, did she really mean it? Was it back-handed?
I don't even know the reason why I'm that tapped in
But oh well, I use it as a scope (fuck it)
To certify visions, then the path is like a slope (slide)
Then certify niggas long before I start to grow
That'll be with me on the road
Everywhere I'm trying to go
M.I.A is how I roll
Ahh,
And now my mindstate flawless
Nights out praying in the rain 'til the mornin'
Sufficed my taste for the pain, it was pourin'
Had to learn to turn it into grain to absorb it
Then I made cakes, sugarcanes and roses
My plate started growing up right, leftovers
You might see my face on the 25 Forbes list
Fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm the chef
If I don't feel you right now
I won't feel you when I'm dead, bitch
F-f-fuck this, bring me back
To a different time, I swear
Give me that, I'm still sittin' by myself
Extra books is on the shelf
I only eat when I'm the chef
If I don't feel you right now
I won't feel you when I'm dead, bitch
Woah, woah
Bring me back
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Written by:
Parfait Servant

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