Rigid in my ears, through the heart to pierce the flesh
Flesh
Pain from the head to the thigh, to the chest
Pop half of some X whenever I get a check
Or whenever I'm stressed
I'm tired of sippin' Four Lokos, where the vok?
Kept it stashed wit' the gas in the zip locks
Ion even wanna talk, y'all dismissive
I stay up in that kitchen
Layin' down till my glitches
Stop putting me in ditches
But 'bout four years that a jit been explicit
Pop an eddy, I'm finished
Not caring what it diminish
It's late, I've already been in it
It prolly took shit a minute
Of sippin' till I found out my limit
Sick, tryna count up my digits
Before I turn to a snippet
But till then, bitch, f*ck what you heard
Stay up in the ridge 'nd flock up wit' the birds
Know niggas ain't wit' me, so I kick'em to the curb
I'ma make sure it works, ion care if it 'surd, yuh
You keep coming back to the words
I left you empty-handed
I keep thinking about the worst
It was all misunderstandings
Hopefully, you can see my perspective
I'm hanging on, I feel cold, I went rigid
You hide your hands, I don't want, I can't give in
I let you go, but you see that I'm living?
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
Undxxd - Rigid (feat. Lor2mg) Lyrics
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Rigid in my ears, through the heart to pierce the flesh
Flesh
Pain from the head to the thigh, to the chest
Pop half of some X whenever I get a check
Or whenever I'm stressed
I'm tired of sippin' Four Lokos, where the vok?
Kept it stashed wit' the gas in the zip locks
Ion even wanna talk, y'all dismissive
I stay up in that kitchen
Layin' down till my glitches
Stop putting me in ditches
But 'bout four years that a jit been explicit
Pop an eddy, I'm finished
Not caring what it diminish
It's late, I've already been in it
It prolly took shit a minute
Of sippin' till I found out my limit
Sick, tryna count up my digits
Before I turn to a snippet
But till then, bitch, f*ck what you heard
Stay up in the ridge 'nd flock up wit' the birds
Know niggas ain't wit' me, so I kick'em to the curb
I'ma make sure it works, ion care if it 'surd, yuh
You keep coming back to the words
I left you empty-handed
I keep thinking about the worst
It was all misunderstandings
Hopefully, you can see my perspective
I'm hanging on, I feel cold, I went rigid
You hide your hands, I don't want, I can't give in
I let you go, but you see that I'm living?
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
Flesh
Pain from the head to the thigh, to the chest
Pop half of some X whenever I get a check
Or whenever I'm stressed
I'm tired of sippin' Four Lokos, where the vok?
Kept it stashed wit' the gas in the zip locks
Ion even wanna talk, y'all dismissive
I stay up in that kitchen
Layin' down till my glitches
Stop putting me in ditches
But 'bout four years that a jit been explicit
Pop an eddy, I'm finished
Not caring what it diminish
It's late, I've already been in it
It prolly took shit a minute
Of sippin' till I found out my limit
Sick, tryna count up my digits
Before I turn to a snippet
But till then, bitch, f*ck what you heard
Stay up in the ridge 'nd flock up wit' the birds
Know niggas ain't wit' me, so I kick'em to the curb
I'ma make sure it works, ion care if it 'surd, yuh
You keep coming back to the words
I left you empty-handed
I keep thinking about the worst
It was all misunderstandings
Hopefully, you can see my perspective
I'm hanging on, I feel cold, I went rigid
You hide your hands, I don't want, I can't give in
I let you go, but you see that I'm living?
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
That I'm living
Writer: Katelyn Harmon, Frank Cartaya
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid