Heavy Bars Lyrics

Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce you all to

The man of the hour, you already know who it is

(Let's get it)

Ladies and gentlemen

I go by the name of $pree

Appreciate y'all for having me in the place to be

And um, we about to start this shit off the right way you know

Live and full effect

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Yeah, yeah

A brand new year, starting fresh again

Moving cold like the season that we in

Pull out the yellow Guess bubble, fuck a letterman

I'm just tryna find out ways to be a better man

And it's okay if you don't understand

Yeah, it's okay if I got some people left out to play

Even a couple family members, they know where we stand

I even cut off close friends, I grew with in the sand

If you ain't speakin' highly, I won't let you land

Speakin' negative on me could get you banned

These niggas flexin' on the gram, goin' band for band

These bitches postin' on the gram, tryna show they tan

Society quotas, they got us in a jam

Tryna find a way to bring down Uncle Sam

Don't wanna talk about the loans, I know it's hella bad

Hopin' that someone would take this debt that's in my hands

Fuck the social media, that's how I feel about it

Fuck them skeletons that's sittin' right inside your closet

Everybody got a past, just gotta move on

Hard times never last, keep on movin' strong

The last of a dyin' breed

Fuck the killin', it's the love that we really need

For real

I hope it all makes sense

I'm just prayin' that it all makes sense

Yeah I don't look at the time tick

I ain't in no rush, my love, I'm chillin' in my shit

But I'm makin' plans just in case that that time hit

I know it's hard, I know it's rough

But I stay down and put my trust in God

No, I'm not preachin' no religion, I just see His work

Got me sittin' clean when I was grindin' in the dirt

I believe in a higher power, I know His worth

They sippin' Holy water and they still ain't quenched they thirst

Lost too many fallen members, R.I.P.'s right on the shirt

Rest in peace to Josh, when I heard it had me hurt

Fuck waitin' in the line, I'm just tryin' to aim for first, I'm different

Yo girl is knockin' at my door, don't even ask who is it

This weed that I'm mixin', this liquor that I'm sippin

Got me feelin' lifted, every girl in here can get it

In my section chillin', flickin' up with bad bitches

Hatin' niggas, hold the wall, I see them trippin' from a distance

Like,

Man fuck the haters, fuck the critics

Fuck the bullshit and the gimmicks, man, it's 2024

I'm a motherfuckin' menace, I got too much heat in store

Steady rackin' up the business

Forgive the Lord for all my sinning, nigga, this is the beginning, yeah

I'm the last of a dyin' breed

Real hip-hop is what the game truly needs

(For real)

I just hope it all makes sense

I'm just prayin' that it all makes sense

This is a Trellionaire Production