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letra de make it alright - 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

all these years we tried
all 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

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
na 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

all these years we tried
all 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

i know you stuck in yo ways
got no intention to change
you got some f-cked up ways
you got me f-cked up bae
you know you lucked up bae
got a la n-gga 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 b-tches
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 b-tches
na you sayin you need distance
cause i can’t be consistent
i guess i’m scared of commitment

all these years we tried
all 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

- burga

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