Lyrics Young Boy's Outro - Maestro Prodigy

Uh yeah
As soon as the beat drops, my soul ignites
Mmm yeah
Uh yeah
Uh yeah yeah yeah
Uh Maestro
Yeah Uh
If you stuck around till this point
I appreciate you
Yeah uh look

I've been through the pain and I put it on pen
Need me a benzo I don't need a friend
The fakes ones are working to siphon your strength
Don't get the picture then wipe on your lens

The fear made me loyal, the love made me humble, I blow out xxx kisses and put it on Damn
My come up was crazy and back as a youngin I think that I really just wanted to trend
It gets as deep as a cut or incision
I'm at a point where I'm making decisions
I'm at a point where they see how we're living
They hating the lifestyle, I see them they livid
I really be treating my job like a lick
Please don't you pull up and ask for a pic
I really be snapping when I hear a click
I'm more like a rollie, I'm easily ticked
Off
I know that they pissed off
They thinking of insults
I mute on a twitter, the only RT that I need is real talk
I'm going real hard
Life should be real soft
So don't be shocked, I'm Father Charger and I raise bars

I want you to be free
I want you to be free
I want you to be free right now
I want you to be free
I want you to be free
I want you to be free right now

I feel alive, a bit revived and all my verses more refined
I haven't even reached my prime, I need the blow up and some time
Do I stop? Do I go? I contemplate like there's no sign
But if it's mine then it'll come so I just keep on selling lines
In a system that don't subsidise, but hides and lies, I'm mortified
They'll prolly put the proof inside the pudding but we want the pie
I mean, I know the mozzarella cheese is what we glorify
Suit and ties, I'm not surprised, rat races have been modified

I want you to be free
I want you to be free
I want you to be free right now
I want you to be free
I want you to be free
I want you to be free right now, right now

I'm spending all my other nights and days being really terrified
Thinking about all the negatives and failures in my life
Thinking, will I get it right
Or maybe, will it be my time
Reluctant to be praying, see
I've never paid my tithes
I believe in karma and I think I got some crimes
So tell the universe I have my wishes in these rhymes
Get them all delivered to it like it is the sunday times
The headline should be
SOS, Your light has not been shining
But listen, I'm not fighting
I write to be enlightening
I know that these are prophecies
It happens, its not frightening

And that's when I'll be free