Artist: Rittz Album: Last Call Song: Indestructible Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Rittz - singing] Fell a victim to myself again But who's gon' help me when, I need 'em? Pray, they prey on my demise, they can smell the scent I'm weak and losing strength, I see 'em You think when you're sinking they won't let you drown The ones that you trust come and kick while you're down They stomp you enough you won't get off the ground Anymore... [Chorus: Rittz] When your worth feels under attack but you won't flee (Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohh-ohh) When a person is shackled and trapped but they broke free (Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohh-ohh) Double-crossed, get stabbed in your back but you won't bleed (Oh-oh, oh-oh, ohh-ohh) When it all falls flat but you're back up on both feet (Oh-oh, oh-oh) In the end you're indestructible [Rittz] In the booth of the 2-1-4 On stage fakin, you thinkin it's all good I was just in a green room Had me cryin lookin at my lady lie in a pool of her own blood through a text, cut herself for somethin that I'd done overseas, but I always get followed by bad luck Bad time, I call on my homie but he ain't wanna console me Instead he told me that "Top of the Line" sucked He was buzzed like I was goin on Tech N9ne's buzz Tryna fight the TM, I was in the wrong I was sick, had an untreated strep throat doctors didn't catch Had a rash spreadin up my arms Spreadin up my legs, a fever that stayed around for months No days off, trippin, skin crawlin in my bunk Of course my voice would be hoarse for these huge crowds I was dyin, why the fuck he callin me a drunk? Damagin my reputation, need a restoration Had to rest and put a halt to all my calls My homie think I'm dodgin him, outta desperation he said he gonna kill himself, it's all my fault This is déjà vu, back in 2014 when I came home broke eight grand in the hole Had to postpone havin kids, ownin a home Gonna go through the motion alone Cause when you're, uhh [Chorus] [Rittz] You get comfortable, love the show Adjust or fold the crutch you hold, you trusted those that cut your throat, that dug the hole, that stunt your growth Disrupt the flow, Gwinnett shocked like it struck your pole with thunderbolts, you cut the flow that sucks you so You search your soul, the bubble blowin You busted, poke and punch your holes You couldn't even walk on my shoe, barely scuffed a sole And play a couple notes... Y-y-ya-uh, ya, ya-uh-yeah Took a shot, smoke a blunt, maybe numb your nose Like who cares (cares cares cares cares) It's Rittz, bitch... uh Homie fresh up out of jail, violent environment Tryin hard to turn his life around and his mindset Never had a nine-to-five, places he applied at said they wasn't hirin, he comin out retirement I couldn't really blame him, hard to rearrange the wirin Hear somebody bring the hotter game that they desirin Entertainin, inquirin, cocaine pirates Wrist game whip-whip-whippin like a wire whisk Scars on the skin been survivin in the fire pit Hot and had the third degree burns Gotta do your research on the people that you keep around assumin they believe in teamwork Hate to see you comin up, wanna see you reverse Wanna see the street curb when you tryna go straight I was tryin to throw shade but it never holds weight But I got 'em in my scope, won't fold, won't break Cause when you're, uhh [Chorus]