Young Prodigy

Criminally
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated criminally
Criminally
I'm motivated criminally (You can get it, guy)
I'm motivated criminally (You can get it, guy)
Criminally (You can get it, guy)
Criminally (You can get it, guy)
I'm motivated, criminally underrated
Despite my plights, I'm so convinced that I will make it
But what is making it, really I mean is it the money?
Private jet lifestyle, buy a house for Mummy?
I think too much man even when I'm with friends
They say I'm feeling myself but really it depends
It's the mask that I wear
So if you listening to this song I hope you know that's it's my past that I fear
And I won't say I'm scared but it seems like the higher up the ladder
That I go see the less people care
The hard truth to bear, you think being on top will bring about happiness
But really is it there?
Speak of the devil
Now don't imagine the ugliest creature that you seen with horns and red eyes
Reverse is the case, dig into your mind
The biggest lie that I heard is that the devil is a lie
Cause for all I know he's probably sitting right beside you
Feeding off all the bad thoughts that's inside you
Always say no when he asks for dance
Cause before you know you it you'll probably share the same pants
What a shame, you came a long way but you went the wrong way
Cause you tryna make a name
But who are we to blame?
From the point of birth, we were told to be the best and nothing was the same TNA
You can get it, guy
You can get it, guy
You can get it, guy
How many stars you think it takes the solar system to shine
How rhymes you think it's a dope rapper to prime
I mean I got a lot of questions more answers to find
And in my heart I felt pain that no words could define
This little light of mine
Sure as hell gone shine
And it's all in due time
As my words still rhyme
I know, my big sis used to teach me how to draw
Now my words are my weapons man, all the guns drawn
I know she staring down at my mistakes
And all this trust I got I hope I never could misplace
To make my momma proud imma do whatever it takes
I rap and I sing so I call it a mixtape
Put the rules to the test and excuses to rest till I stink of success till I stink of success
Put the rules to the test and excuses to rest till I stink of success till I stink of success
Of course I did everything I said I will and more
So it's praise to the Most High oh my Lord
Cup full from the everlasting fountain
Cause it's only with faith we could move mountains GOD
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated, criminally
I'm motivated criminally