Young Beazy - Dark Side Of The Moon lyrics

[Verse 1: Young Beazy] Remember, when every motherf**a used to hate on me Too late to see Imma save this rap sh**, motherf**a better put a cape on me Can you hear this sh**, pain all in my voice I'm drinking liquor Is it so motherf**ing hard for y'all to see the bigger picture I used to feel alive but now it's getting hard to breathe Now it's getting hard to see I'm fighting this anxiety Always want it all, coke the liquor the guns I'm always chasing money think I do this sh** for fun? Nah that ain't the case you know I'm grinding hard Scarface dream stuck in my brain you know I'm living large sh** would be easy just to visit God knock in his door If my sister wasn't here I wouldn't be here no more That's why I wrote this letter, you mean the world to me Even tho the stupid sh** I do you just show love for me And don't you worry bout it, you just stay focused on school And don't you ever care about the stupid sh** your brother do Hey I'm faded sitting wishing I would make it They never gave me a chance so I just gotta go and take it Bow my head pray for forgiveness 'fore I run up in this house And yeah I know I'm sinning hope I still get to your clouds But it's just one more time, know I say that sh** alot One of these days I might as well get dropped by a crooked cop But this is all I know, hate is poisoning my soul That's why I'm staying throwed, that's why I'm staying throwed [Hook: Young Beazy] The dark side of the moon is where I'm staying Where the demons they be playing and these people they be praying And they craving, a better life than this that I'm portraying But then again everybody's just waiting, I'm saying (X2) [Verse 2: Young Beazy] Some people recognize and some just can't relate Some think it's it meant to be like me I think it's fate I think we go thru sh** like this just like a trial Suicidal I got d**h on speed dial It got me going crazy but what am I to do? To all the people struggling, just know that I see you Because I'm struggling too, express it in the booth Judge me if you want but I'm just telling y'all the truth But Imma have to stop, it's time for me to go I have to meet my maker, just so I can grow Just drank a fifth of vodka so on the count of the seven Imma pull this trigga hope I'm seeing y'all in heaven