Make Dis Right Lyrics

Keep tellin them about our biness

You got my number talk to me

I been goin through a lot

You tellin lies just up and leave yeah

You know I love you all that hurt I caused I hope that I die

You know I'm thuggin makin momey but I hate when you cry

The feds is on me they might lock me up depression so high

Wasn't together whatsoever why you tellin em lies

I love you more than you can see you paint me as the bad guy

Wish you would come and talk to me so I can make this thing right

Thought our bond was unbreakable

I gotta move on

You got mad over a silly Hoe

I admit I was wrong

I could see us down in Mexico

I gotta keep my head on

But if I'm honest think it's better if you let me go

I know you mad cause I been told you that I had them hoes

You told the chapters of our story why you go so low

On top of that you told some lies that I ain't even know

If that's the way you wanna handle this don't talk to me no more

Cause I been dealin wit a lot been askin god to take my soul

You runnin round spreading these rumors I ain't sign up for this show

If you love me like you say you do

Let's talk it out and go our ways so we feel comfortable

Keep tellin them about our biness

You got my number talk to me

I been goin through a lot

Yu tellin lies just up and leave yeah

You know I love you all that hurt I caused I hope that I die

You know I'm thuggin makin momey but I hate when you cry

The feds is on me they might lock me up depression so high

Wasn't together whatsoever why you tellin em lies

I love you more than you can see you paint me as the bad guy

Wish you would come and talk to me so I can make this thing right

Uh uh let me catch my breath

Anxiety been killing me

Left me on delivered I found out that you been blockin me

Told you we was friends tell them stupid hoes stop watchin me

Yk I count these bands

So I can see myself on tv screens yeah

Up on the mountain top

I'm screaming at the peak for god to save me

I know this pain won't stop

Keep takin drugs I think that I might odee

I think I hurt myself but I'll just let myself bleed

Hope that don't go over ya head cause I got mouths to feed

I been goin 90 down the turnpike, heart on my sleeve

You told em what I put you through but what about me

I ain't gon stoop down to ya level I'm a let you be

Wish you the best I'll keep my peace