Young Boy's Outro

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