Make It Alright

[Intro: Burga]

Think we found a loophole

Say my name, Burga

Thank you, okay

Hmm

Ooh, SHAQD

Hmm, hmm, hmm

[Chorus: Burga]

It was yo fault, you was so selfish (You was selfish)

Knew you weren't right I shoulda left you (I shoulda left you)

Sick and tired of explaining myself, I'm breathless (I'm outta breath)

The conversations gettin' shorter I'm losing effort (Losin' effort)

I don't need to be stressed (Nah)

[Post-Chorus: Burga]

All these years we tried, ll these tears you cried

And you still won't make it alright (Time to shake it off)

(You could take it all)

(We could break it off)

All these years we tried, all these tears you cryin'

And you still don't make it alright

[Verse 1: Burga]

We haven't spoke to each other recent

We was committed, we never told each others secrets

Letchu hold my heart and told you you could keep it

Nah you can't fix it, it's been broke in to many pieces

Put on diamonds to cover scar tissue

Thoughts in my head I go to war with 'em

Don't wanna talk, don't wanna argue witchu

I mute you out so it's hard to hear you

I'm done talking that don't solve issues

If you got problems go to God with 'em

You left me scarred so I'm done with it

The tables turned and I keep turning 'em

Don't want revenge, I don't want none of that

This my decision and it's firm

The pain temporary, but, the scars all permanent

[Post-Chorus: Burga]

All these years we tried, ll these tears you cried

And you still won't make it alright (Time to shake it off)

(You could take it all)

(We could break it off)

All these years we tried, all these tears you cryin'

And you still don't make it alright

[Verse 2: Yung Bleu]

I know you stuck in yo' ways

Got no intention to change

You got some fucked up ways

You got me fucked up bae

You know you lucked up bae

Got a lil' nigga with some money

Come here let me put it in ya stomach

Come here let me put it in ya stomach

You know I ain't in no rush I take my time witchu

I ain't talking bout no shoot out, but, I let that 9 hitchu

Can you let me have a threesome 'cause you got some fine bitches

I'm feelin like hydraulics and I hit bout 9 switches

And I heard that you suspicious, better trust yo intuition

And you heard that I was pimpin', and you heard that I got bitches

Now you sayin you need distance 'cause I can't be consistent

I guess I'm scared of commitment

[Chorus: Burga]

It was yo fault, you was so selfish (You was selfish)

Knew you weren't right I shoulda left you (I shoulda left you)

Sick and tired of explaining myself, I'm breathless (I'm outta breath)

The conversations gettin' shorter I'm losing effort (Losin' effort)

I don't need to be stressed (Nah)

[Post-Chorus: Burga]

All these years we tried, ll these tears you cried

And you still won't make it alright (Time to shake it off)

(You could take it all)

(We could break it off)

All these years we tried, all these tears you cryin'

And you still don't make it alright