Make It Go Right Lyrics - Royalty - Childish Gambino

[Verse 1: Kilo Kish] 

You're right here in my room, yeah I wished it 

Candlelight vigil for the one you're texting 

Pink sweatpants - hmm, interesting 

No need, don't explain to me, love 

Cause I know how you deal, but I could see us 

In a different way, don't play me cause we're not the same 

Sign on, sees your screename and misbehave 

So you're a playboy, you think you have? 

Hoppin' round town with the bunnies when 

I'm the candy that you need, brush your sweet tooth 

Have you got it with your place with the statue? 

A Veneer, I hear, she's just swell 

If you want to date a rock, you think I can't tell? 

So you bored? Are you lost? Was it worthwhile? 

I feel the ice-cold chill in her warm smile 

Saw you last night, you didn't have to act fly 

Come and sweep me from the back room 

Feel my palms heat up on your chest now 

As the night creeps into bedtime vows 

Married in a white t-shirt, bedstyle 

Still you know that I'm the best ride 

You deserve what you get: it's called respect 

You ever heard of it? 

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[Hook] 

I know what you're missing in the moonight 

I can fly away and make it go right 

Make it go right 

Make it go right 

I know what you're missing in the moonight 

I can fly away and make it go right 

It go 

It go 

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[Verse 2: Childish Gambino] 

When I'm alone in my room sometimes I stare at the wall 

And in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call 

I used to front somethin' stupid, now I'm makin' them wait 

Except for you mama, I'm ready, I don't wanna be late 

Never hesitate, you know it, petty cash, we blow it 

Excuse me for imperfect, them halfway looks is worth it 

I watched these niggas lurkin', they just want my leftovers 

Watched 'em locked up all day and slept over 

Put your hair back: Afro 

Skippin' after-parties at the last show 

I'mma hold your hand in little Tokyo 

And tell you somethin' in your ear that you shouldn't know 

Two jumps, but the feeling was so gone 

High school swag, busy fuckin' with clothes on 

Lost a couple words, joke around the reason 

Let you wear my shirt, pretend to let you in that FIFA 

There was nothing like it... settle down 

You always hit me when my boo around 

It's a long walk - we ain't talkin', though 

That ratchet ho on lock-n-load, I appreciate the offer, though 

I'mma do it right - later, though 

Cuz either way you're gonna hate me like you say you won't 

Thank God for that - it's called regret 

You ever heard of it? 

[Hook x2]