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