Darkness
You don't know how I feel
Inside
You don't know the evil
That lives in my mind
You don't know what it's like to be alone
No
You don't know what it's like
For darkness to be your home
You don't really fucking know
What it's like to be alone
What it's like to sit next to suicide telling you to overdose (kill yourself)
Yeah that overdose was close
But no one would've ever know
I thank God for never leaving my side
Or else I would've died alone
I know that life can be a bitch (bitch)
But I aint dying till I'm rich (rich)
Don't fuck with me nor my family
Or they would find your body in a ditch
I was never taught to be a snitch
There's only real niggas in my clique (gang gang)
If you run up on me you'll get hit (Skkkrrrrr)
Please don't make me empty out a clip (pow pow)
Hempstead, NY survival of the fittest
In these fucking streets you gotta be the realest
I was drug dealing for a fucking living
I would always hustle, I was always driven
Now that I have started I will never finish
Asking for forgiveness cause I'm always sinning
All i'm asking for is just a new beginning
But it just fucked me up when he fucking killed him (RIP my brother Vic)
I'm just so sick of this fucking pain
So im popping pills to numb it all away
It's just another day that I cannot escape
So my demons telling me to cut my veins
I be screaming prayers for my life to change
Since my brother died I've never been the same
Don't play around with life because it's not a game
No!
You don't know the shit that I've been through
All the fucked up shit I got in to
All my fucking battles are mental
I get fired up because it fucking sucks
That shit just piles up and then it hits you
Like being posted up where you were buying brunch
The bullet wasn't for you but it hit you
You don't know how I feel
Inside
You don't know the evil
That lives in my mind
You don't know what it's like to be alone
No
You don't know what it's like
For darkness to be your home
Inside
You don't know the evil
That lives in my mind
You don't know what it's like to be alone
No
You don't know what it's like
For darkness to be your home
You don't really fucking know
What it's like to be alone
What it's like to sit next to suicide telling you to overdose (kill yourself)
Yeah that overdose was close
But no one would've ever know
I thank God for never leaving my side
Or else I would've died alone
I know that life can be a bitch (bitch)
But I aint dying till I'm rich (rich)
Don't fuck with me nor my family
Or they would find your body in a ditch
I was never taught to be a snitch
There's only real niggas in my clique (gang gang)
If you run up on me you'll get hit (Skkkrrrrr)
Please don't make me empty out a clip (pow pow)
Hempstead, NY survival of the fittest
In these fucking streets you gotta be the realest
I was drug dealing for a fucking living
I would always hustle, I was always driven
Now that I have started I will never finish
Asking for forgiveness cause I'm always sinning
All i'm asking for is just a new beginning
But it just fucked me up when he fucking killed him (RIP my brother Vic)
I'm just so sick of this fucking pain
So im popping pills to numb it all away
It's just another day that I cannot escape
So my demons telling me to cut my veins
I be screaming prayers for my life to change
Since my brother died I've never been the same
Don't play around with life because it's not a game
No!
You don't know the shit that I've been through
All the fucked up shit I got in to
All my fucking battles are mental
I get fired up because it fucking sucks
That shit just piles up and then it hits you
Like being posted up where you were buying brunch
The bullet wasn't for you but it hit you
You don't know how I feel
Inside
You don't know the evil
That lives in my mind
You don't know what it's like to be alone
No
You don't know what it's like
For darkness to be your home
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Writer(s): Charles Kingz
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