Rise Again By Metafortae Lyrics

 All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or I'm, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again  

I got it popin the g way , you was plottin my delay
Finesse my pocket out 30 bands while I made bags with the DJ.
I don't need no one to follow me, strong on my own call me solid B
Played my position no idle hands, I don't need no meek apology.
Back on my Brand new, bitches can't see me, balling and flexing like never before
Now you look ran threw, nothing but pity, no one is looking back at you no more
You at McDonald's, I'm bangin models, baddies out fitted with Christian Dior
Eating gelato shooting them hollows, all of my niggas got knots galore
My shorty down with the 3 way, your shorty wont even ride
Finesse your pocket out 30 bands, Leaving you broken inside
I just want peace not cut up in pieces pussies can't break, rob, or bribe
I just want riches, hella bad bitches, none of them killin my vibe   

All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or Im, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again  

Snake in your blood yeah, bars or bags no faltering
You deceive life altering, I do not want your peace offering
Break from your mud yeah, I don't need you or your negative
My love is real yours is decorative, You just a deal that's irrelative
I weighed my options, didn't debate, you were the shark n, i was thee bait
You played my toxins, bringing the hate, you were my darkness, I learned too late
I saved your life, despite you were fake, I was just gassing, you were the brake
You were my wife, just stealing my cake, I was the food, and you had a plate
You work the airport, see you sell short, I got the keys with the door to the game
You could have had this, wish you were savage, guess you in love with idea of lame
Ducking the wackest witches I'm stunting and stacking while dodging the golddigger
You tried to axe a nigga who bigga and quicker while sharper then knives in the drawer

All of the nights you called, I dodged, to catch, my cash, with just, my pen
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made to, rise again
Gun at your family or I'm, truly, trying to, change, and vibe, again
Praying to god I fall, but baby, I was, made, to rise, again  

I could have aimed, at, your, head, but i didn't doe
I could have aimed, at your, family, but i let it go,
I could have aimed, at your, eye screaming fuck you hoe,
I could have aimed, at your, girl, but i got things to do.