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letra de better things - mirwin

intro:
yeah
look
mirwin, what’s goin’ on?

verse 1:
my bag’s so deep only me and god know
i’m ballin’ so hard like rondo
at the top of the key, need the rock like pr-nto
they don’t wanna see me in iso
this chance on ”10 day” plus my rent’s paid
labels callin’, but they can’t tempt me
flow so big league, tough like grizzlies
you dream small so mine you’d envy uh
no, i can never be passive
i got the passion to match it
if they want smoke, look for the ashes
light up ten beats every day on average
i’m a night owl like temple uh
workin’ ’til i pop like pimplеs uh
rap’s hard, but i make it look simple uh
been on the night shift likе kimmel uh
set a high bar, don’t gotta strain for it
steal my flow they don’t wanna pay for it
one of one like they don’t got a name for it
layaway bars they don’t wanna wait for it
yeah i did this all on my own
i never needed a loan
she said that she wanted a smell of success
i told her to wear my cologne
i put bills on my card, i don’t mind
you put bills on your card it declines
it’s only right that i’m still pushin’ my focus
guess we don’t got the same drive
my lord up in heaven, your servant
i pray for those needin’ discernment
shoutout the fake friends, take a break take 10 aye
they can’t understand me like cursive
they wanna take my talents and bury ’em
when it comes to these rappers i carry ‘em
oh the completion? i’m not scared of ‘em
if we’re talkin’ numbers, not comparin’ ‘em
i gotta win, it’s just the first quarter
i’ll keep fightin’, writtin’, ’til my life’s in order
yeah you’re fairly local with some fake supporters
i got foreign fans, but that’s not important like d-mn
i feel the weight and the pressure
i’m doin’ more with less effort (effort)
puttin’ the beat on a stretcher
got the fans jumpin’ like checkers
wasn’t made for the money, the women, or clothes
i’m here for the music, your heart, and your soul
i’ll bet on myself, ain’t gonna fold
protectin’ my health, but i’m sick like cole
been movin’ to better things
like shoppin’ for wedding rings
lookin’ back a couple of years ago
this is where i was meant to be
back from the bas-m-nt, i got a facelift
still at my crib, that’s apartment 2
i hear them hatin’, but i’ve been changin’
came a long way from the kid you knew
lately been runnin’ the ads like
i’m closin’ up shop on my past life
going, going, gone, k!lling every song
on the grind ’til the cash right
this red paper you can’t copy
i’m the real thing, you’re a proxy so
y’all can keep runnin’ the streets like rocky
i got a feelin’ that no one can stop me
outro:
everybody’s got a story
do you see it?
believe it?
as we all grow o-l-d
here’s a question for you and me
from dust to dust when my story’s told
as the tulips bloom and my body’s cold
the question is when it’s time to go
will you be proud of yours when the credits roll?

- mirwin

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