Haste Antonio - Sad Hours

Insane that's how I'll be feeling these days
Gotta keep going, gotta keep grinding, gotta keep flowing til the end of the days
Gotta keep rolling these days
I got a little smoke in my brain, got smoke in my lungs got smoke in my veins, nobody stays everybody fades, huh
I know a lot of you feel that, I gave a lot of love but they never give back ain't that a true Fact huh, little did you know your words had an impact
Please with the same energy keep that talking with all the self-confidence you lack
Let down my walls so you could attack now that it's you I gotta subtract
They been crafting these games I see right through their plays
Never give the time to be apart of your days
Maybe it's time we go our separate ways
Always been blinded by your gaze
I won't be another one trapped in your maze
Been going on more drives stacking up the k's
I know what I'm going though is just a phase but the realest shit shows you who's fake and who stays, yeah
Just know this is not a roast, just how I feel
Writing my raps on my phone
That's one of the ways I deal
Was too scared to let out how I feel
But fuck it man I gotta let it spill
This is for the people who know how I feel
I can't hide no more man I gotta keep it real

People might not be feeling this as much as some do
That's ok it's not aimed at you
I can never be someone I'm not
And the fear of letting this rap out but I gotta so I can grow I've been through hell and back was afraid I'd be stuck below
Just goes to show I'm bigger person to overcome my foe They see what I got cause I'm winning now
Just got a new crib with the homies now, woah
I put in work for this
Never had luxury, mama crying we in bankruptcy as a kid
Come from a broken home, street life was all I knew
Now they hit me up out of the blue asking me to come through
Funny how when I was down I never saw you

Grew up in 3175
How the hell am I alive
Grew up in the part with junkies on the side
Thinking to myself this is how I die
If I die tomorrow will they remember me?
I'm taking shots from all my enemies
Anne Marie, I really hope that you are proud of me
You didn't get to see me grow but maybe it's a good thing I'm happy you didn't see the other side of me
A better man Nana I'm trying to be
Just can't seem to break from this pain working at my job just adds to my stain
World of fakes claiming they feel the same
Friends only friends for personal gain
My brain is hurting I need someone to explain
Yeah, I just need someone to explain
Yeah, why I be going through all this pain, yeah

Written by:
Dillon Morin

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