Nat Anglin - Letters I Never Meant To Send (Feat. Incredible Chuck) lyrics

[Verse 1: Nat Anglin] I guess I'm back for another stint Dropped the nickname in favor of the government He's still Natural Hit it till' her back k** And k** that beat until the thing is pushing daffodils I'm on the run now, hometown represent Notepad, had to vent Letters I never meant to send Strange days where people try to extort you Friends disappear Strangers down to support you Anyway I can f** a cubicle Red bu*ton, pushing against my cuticles That's my cue to k**, plus my crew is ill Another 16 locked and loaded And I shoot to k** I gotta get this money understand me Save up every cent and blow it on my family Nah And I don't know what to say I don't know what to say I don't know what to say [Verse 2: Nat Anglin] I was picking up kids that the buses missed Looking at my paycheck like 'what the f** is this!?' Bartending on the weekends, tryna see some bundles Chasing dreams, got tired of being humble man I swear I haven't slept in days But my money and my time keep going they separate ways I was taking cat naps while my pillow was a knapsack Avoiding all the customers I f**ed around and snapped at Shots got heavy at the bar Pulled over afterwards only cuz Reggie's in the car Sleep, T.V. on still, last night? Beyond trill Woke up this morning, just to hear the news that Dawnn's k**ed? Life's sunset before it's done yet Cheers full of booze I can't take this anymore man turn off the news I don't know what to say Cuz I don't know what to say I don't know what to say [Bridge: Incredible Chuck] I'm about to dip Without nobody f**in' asking me For sh** though Leave me alone, alone, alone, alone If I have to I'm a do it alone, alone, alone, alone If I have to I'm a do it alone, alone, alone, alone [Verse 3: Nat Anglin] 3rd job in my stock still plummets Critics grumbling, worse than my stomach 'Ways To Go' was fire, if we keeping it 100 But half of you didn't listen so it's 3,000 miles and Runnin' Everywhere I go I'm still seeing '3s' Even though 3 quarters of them ain't seeing me Whispers in the air Thinking I ain't heard y'all I heard ya music And y'all been biting like a curveball Couple hundred f**s I forgot to give Heavy heart of those who never got a shot to live Martin on my mind Man I'm feeling right today Shutting up the same thing As tryna take my life away So f** the fallout Y'all can fall back Never see me with another town on my ballcap But I'm coming to a city near you And I'm never looking back Like I cracked the rearview Cuz I was picking up kids that the buses missed Looking at my paycheck like 'what the f** is this!?' Living life like it's meant to be Chasing all my dreams I'm just praying that I never lose empathy