Chezzo - Rare Freestyle

Another Tuesday afternoon
Let me check, it's September third right now, three:07 p.m
That's when I started this song
I don't know when I'm gonna finish it
But, I'm trying my best for y'all
Y'all know this Chezzo on beat tho
I just hope you know
If you didn't know well now you know
I need no introductions to the folks
And you know how I roll

Yes sir
I'm on a mission like I'm in the army
Not sippin' Ricardo's, I'm sippin' Bacardi
I whip in a Honda, act like it's a rari'
I'm not tryna talk to the hoes
I'm a real nigga, I want love
What you think of me? Don't give a fuck
Fuck your pity, fuck your fake love
Tryna up my bag in Wisconsin like the Bucks
Finally got my happiness back, I'm just staying less attached
I'm just focused on my passion and the racks
Don't you try to fuck with me if you ain't really healed
I ain't need to indulge in conversations about the past
Yes I'm that nigga, to answer your question
Talk bout me negative, that shit be fake
Stay in my corner, be sippin' my drink
Imagine I pull up to shows in a wraith

So misunderstood, I don't understand why
Maybe because I'm just different, I'm not like a regular guy
I'm tired of the hard times, tired of the lames and I'm tired of the lies
They been counting me out, nigga since my arrival up into this shit
I just wanted support and belief
I bet they'll believe when I whip in the coupe, I ain't talking bout hoops, but I ball like Sharife
I ain't putting no attention onna lame cause it's my time, like Dame
I ain't really needing fame, I'm just wanting more freedom
I'm a real honest nigga, my last name ain't Meachum
Spoiling my woman, I'll take her one dates
They spoil me with fake love, to try take my place
Ask for ID, shawty look like a case
Waiting on these jobs, I've been waiting since May
Bout to get on my shit, I'm tired of waiting on pay

It's lonely at the top, but I rather peace
I don't ever listen to what lame niggas say
Shawty ability up in the sheets, I don't understand how you let that slip away
I'm using my time for improvement, I don't got no time feed into bullshit and play
Finna hop on a flight one day and I'll never look back
I'll be fruitful the rest of my days
Remember this shit, track it, link your AirTag
Since from a youngin' had burdens on me
Arigato to the pussy, I speak Japanese
It's only a matter of time
Until everything that meant for me, mine
I'm a rare breed with a different mind
Ain't no hoes that I'm chasing behind

Written by:
Sanchez Lewis

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