Breakin' The Laws

Intro

Yuh, listen up, I got a message for the hate

Mia on the mic, and she's feelin' great

Got a list of things she can't stand, (uh-huh)

Laranity, holes, onions, and the humidity in the land

Verse

Mia don't like it when the sun beats down

Humidity's high, and she's wearin' a frown

Laranity's the brand that she loves to despise

Their clothes are whack, and the style's a compromise

She's talkin' 'bout Holes, the kind that you find

In the ground, in the wall, they're always on her mind

Onions make her cry, (go, go), tears in her eyes

And when she sees a simp, (watching), she's like "goodbye"

She don't play with the weak, (let me be, be)

Mia's on the rise, and she's breakin' free

No time for the hate, (na-na), she's on a mission

To rise above, and make her own vision

She's a boss, (ayy), and she won't apologize

For bein' herself, and takin' the prize

Mia's on fire, (skrrt), and she won't stop

Got her eyes on the top, and she won't drop

Chorus

Mia, Mia, she's on the move

Ain't nothin' stoppin' her, got nothin' to prove

She's a rebel, (yuh), with a cause

Mia, Mia, she's breakin' the laws

Mia, Mia, she's on the rise

Got the game on lock, and she won't compromise

Mia, Mia, she's feelin' alive

Got the haters in they feelings, and they can't thrive