Loud (High Ass Freestyle 2)

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Chezzo

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Chezzo
Legend made another one
They say I look like 69 how I talking all that shit
See you dissin' for a hoe nigga, f*ck you and that bitch
Diamonds on my wristwatch I know you could see the shit
Rockin' prada in New York like I'm playing for the Knicks
Get the shoe, I see a roach
Tryna save some gas, I lift and coast
These bird ass hoes always tryna do the most
Never moving in the public eye, I barely post
Spot a baddie in the club and she lookin' like Beyonce
All my niggas moving like Lil Baby you know we paid
Ain't looking for no love, for some money imma trade
Gatta hide it from these snakes put my cash up in a safe
I be spinning in a wraith, benz, in a fucking Honda
Giving you this pressure, you sweating like you in a sauna
Ise a self made boss and I never have to wonder
Made a promise to myself that my life will never plunder
Rising like a plane, flying through the clouds
Never catch me sober, always off that loud
She broke my heart I call that shit a flagrant foul
I could never trust these hoes cause these hoes all about
Compass on my arm, looking for direction
Looking in the mirror greatness in my reflection
Backdooring niggas gatta keep my protection
(Clap clap clap), that's me fuckin' on a legend
Make it clap non stop, hit it from the back
I'm a real real nigga and I know for sure, that's a fact
Feeling like a bank with all this cash that I attract
And I barely f*ck with people, I don't wanna interact
Damn, chasing all that fame nigga what you tryna do
My nigga landed in my city we gon ride up to the stu
And when I pull up to the shop I'm smokin' dro with the secu
Love I know that you a freak, you could stop playin' cute
I be sittin' and chillin' and scrolling on the gram
Niggas think they really know me they don't know who I am
She said she like it rough, she gettin' slam
She ain't yours she mine, she my jam
This my jam I'm rocking back and forth, like I'm in a rollercoaster
She looking real creamy like a caramel mocha
Send for my genna you'll be on a missing poster
She broke my dawg heart, so you know I gatta roast her
Been down for so long, wasn't seeing any movement
Bullshit stuck on repeat, it's like it was looping
Get a line up fore' I style out gotta link my nigga Cuban
I got breeze up in these lines, hurricane check your roofing
In the drop top jeep, I stay peepin'
All that cap talk man these niggas really geekin'
Ain't into nothing else, to get paid man I'm fiending
And I'm offa perc, when I'm standing up I'm leaning
I been at this for some time, longer than relationships
Games in my life for so long man I had to get to grips
They say money don't buy happiness, bullshit
Sneaky link tryna link me had to tell her come quick
Tryna head to the ATL, tryna do a couple show
Fit that cuban on my neck, from the ice alone I froze
Tryna ball out in Chiraq like I'm prime D. Rose
Learned from Wheezy, you could never trust these hoes
I could feel the energy, best be smart up in these streets
I'm outta leaf, gatta ask my boy for some leaf
We push delete, on that stress I gatta find some peace
On my demon time nigga now I is a fucking beast
I want piece of that, want piece of that, nigga I wan touch on that
Love you fine as f*ck I might wanna put a son on dat
And the coochie wet, I might wanna put a gun on that
If you think we done, no no baby we gon run it back (On the gang)

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