Bars No Chill

“Pure Bars” (Intro) I ain’t here to play, I came to set the tone, Crown heavy on my head, yeah, I made it on my own. Never needed favors, never took a loan, If I said it, then I meant it—every word is stone. (Verse 1) Came up from the bottom, now I’m aiming for the peak, Every verse like a sermon, every line like a preach. Y’all been moving sheepish, I’ve been moving like a beast, I don’t talk too much, I let the numbers go and speak. Who the realest? You ain’t gotta second-guess, I’m the type to make a milli, reinvest it in the next. Talkin’ ’bout the best? Put my name up in the text, Got a check, then another—turn my hustle to a flex. Used to flip a dime just to get a little meal, Now it’s five-star dinners, hundred-dollar tips for real. I don’t got no time for feelings, I just tell ’em what’s the deal, If you standing in my way, then you bound to catch a chill. (Hook) Pure bars, no fillers, straight heat, no chillers, This ain’t rap, this guerrilla, king talk, no skrilla. I don’t flex, I just live it, every L turned to digits, If I said it, then I did it—whole squad been the illest. (Verse 2) Yeah, I move like a chess piece, never playin’ checkers, Y’all been talkin’ money, but my pockets lookin’ better. Took a couple losses, but I never lost the lesson, Now I’m cookin’ up these plays like a five-star chef in. Loyal to the fam, keep the circle real tight, If you ain’t about the grind, we ain’t talkin’ real life. Turn a vision to a mission, now the commas comin’ right, I don’t need no validation, I’ve been certified twice. Everything I drop, that’s a quote for the streets, Hustle never stops, put my soul in these beats. Y’all been tryna flex, I’ve been tryna own fleets, You been worried ’bout the club, I’ve been tryna buy the lease. (Hook) Pure bars, no fillers, straight heat, no chillers, This ain’t rap, this guerrilla, king talk, no skrilla. I don’t flex, I just live it, every L turned to digits, If I said it, then I did it—whole squad been the illest. (Outro) No cap, no gimmicks, this the raw uncut, If the crown’s up for grabs, then it’s already tucked. Ain’t no need to say I’m real, ‘cause it’s already stuck, If you lookin’ for a king, then you lookin’ at one. Pure bars, no fluff. Let me know if you want me to switch up the flow or add something extra!