DAZE

**Daze**, stylized in all capitals as **DAZE**, is the first of four unreleased songs by MIA GLADSTONE. It can be found exclusively on MIA's SoundCloud. The song features Yung Lee Roy.

## Lyrics

**Verse 1, *Mia Gladstone***

Woke up this morning in a daze

Can’t remember last night

Just the faint smoky haze

Keep checkin’ my phone

For a text from you

Seeing if I’m alright

If I got home last night smooth

I’m thinkin’ back to the start of the night

I was feelin’ uptight you were nowhere in sight

Baby where’d you go?

What’d you wanna do alone?

I’m so into you [?] our different views

Are you interested too?

Tell me are you down, down, down, aye

Do you want me around, ‘round, ‘round?

Are you feeling like we’re bound to be somethin’?

We got that connection, baby don’t question

**Chorus, *Mia Gladstone***

Y. Ellow on the beat

Mia singin’ in her sleep

Subconscious mind talkin’

Reality won’t sink in

Yung Lee Roy on the beat

His words are sounding sober

But his mind is blowin’ over

And he’s got that steady flow

**Refrain, *Mia Gladstone***

Yung Lee Roy, take it away

I’ve been all on this beat

As I sing from the sheets

**Verse 2, *Yung Lee Roy***

I just rolled up in six strong (rolled up)

’Fore I knew what I was in for (smoke it up)

Fuck with your herd cause there’s shit wrong [?]

Keep my mind of the bullshit, holler if you need me

No flex zone all around me

If your lane stays the fuck around me

And fuck chain (fuck it)

Cause n\*\*\*\* I’m- I will be the same n\*\*\*\*

Whether I get to the fame

Or remain a (plain n\*\*\*\*)

What I became a lot of people call strength

It’s cause I ain’t on Facebook actin’ all fake

Fuck your mothers, fuck your life and your comments

Cause lately I’ve been thinkin’ ‘bout bein’ honest

I’m just bein’ honest

And I know how the game go

[?] friends when you drive a Range Ro’

But let me know

Where your ass was at when I ain’t had shit?

Now they up on me cause I’m flippin’ Caddies like big cryp’

But I remember living in the basement like Big [?]

Listenin’ to Whiskers in the dark thinkin’ ‘bout get’ rich

I had to pen to the pad, had a hand on the fence

It’s like the only way to go is smoke a lot and get lit

And I ain’t in it for the cash

I do it cause a hundred people said I can’t

And everything you want you should know that you can have

Would’a love [?] you ain’t nothin’ out of grass

Sip a lot of Hen’ and smoke a lil grass

Keep my mind on the plan and away from the past

When MJ passed that shit hit me like a dab

And I pay that flack [?] kick back and blow a bag

Fuck yeah I let my pants sag

All about my money, need it ASAP

They talk but I proceed, know they hate that

A little bomb bag, dog and I’m gon’ chase that

Down by the lake, man

Get like Blake, man

Trust on the bowl, though

So I’m gon’ blaze that

I be on that no dose

Sleep when I die, fam

Mia got that voice, yo

Singin’ like an angel

**Chorus, *Mia Gladstone***

Y. Ellow on the beat

Mia singin’ in her sleep

Subconscious mind talkin’

Reality won’t sink in

Yung Lee Roy on the beat

His words are sounding sober

But his mind is blowin’ over

And he’s got that steady flow

**Refrain, *Mia Gladstone***

Yung Lee Roy, take me away

I’m ending the song or

I’ll be singing all day

## Trivia

* According to Gladstone, this song was heavily inspired by Amy Winehouse.
* Gladstone states that this song is "something that represents [her] as an artist better than anything else [she's] put out."

## Credits

* MIA GLADSTONE - vocals, writing, producer
* Yung Lee Roy - vocals (feature), writing, producer
* Big Jerm - producer