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!ll
and k!ll 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-ck a cubicle
red b-tton, pushing against my cuticles
that’s my cue to k!ll, plus my crew is ill
another 16 locked and loaded
and i shoot to k!ll
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-ck 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-cked 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!lled?
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 n0body f-ckin’ asking me
for sh-t 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-cks 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-ck 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-ck is this!?’
living life like it’s meant to be
chasing all my dreams
i’m just praying that i never lose empathy
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