Broke Days Lyrics

Yeah, yhng MB, where the light is at, smoke a shit

I'm never going back, I'm never going back, I'm never going back

Broke days, broke days, ha, broke days, broke days, yeah

Broke days, broke is like ur death, I mean it's like a strangle your neck to death

Or maybe put bullet in the Glock , trigger the death

Or even accident which is the road to step of death

Murder, circle the bill, cash the root to it

I still preach brokeness it's like a murder, in case that's a difficult turn under

Like the earth, when it rotate, I could remember when I was trapped

With no positive outcome that would reach the top

Wake up in the morning, wanted to smoke, cause the thing I said is not even close to better days

Scripting out my lyrics and relate to this shit

I'm a victim of this murder, but never again will I be broke, I pray

No pain, no benefit, no way you see my penny

Just sip the Henny, poverty is a T, that is pain

Depression in different dimension, lies of a sweet better, just to keep you focusing

But I'm a dreamer, I'm think, that's to do with the prices in me

I think about the kind of seed that I bring

Message to my unborn kid, you will never witness the struggle that I been

At some point the pain, become a regular thing

Check the failure, Ive got a lot of years, but I left the circus

Open up the Bibles, I do this without a rifle

It's brightful when you got the right move

And title , like you meant to

Broke days are the worst days, you can't think or even dream

Got talent trapped in the echoes of the sound, that is jubilating for the brighter days

Question is, are you ready to be on a steady motivations

With cautions and blessing we're counted, and naming was the ceremony

We energizing, we correct and motivated

It's surprising that I gotta win

Motivated is what I preach in my thinking

But that's what you gave me, so face me like the Beauty pageant

Like they say, I'm doing bad things when I'm just looking for bright days

Write this, AOT, but we'll make it

It's a story everyone will listen and motivate it for me

I learned to be myself they mafia the blessings and I still got it

I reminisce the broke days

I reminisce the broke days

I reminisce the broke days

Im never go, I'm never go, I'm never go

Broke days, broke is like a death

I miss like I strangle your neck to death

Or maybe put bullet in the Glock

And trigger the death

Or even I Accident which is the road to step on death

Broke days, broke is like a death

I miss like I strangle your neck to death

Or maybe put bullet in the Glock

And trigger the death

Or even I Accident which is the road to step on death

I never go, I never go

Broke days, broke is like a death

I miss like I strangle your neck to death

Or maybe put bullet in the Glock

And trigger the death

Or even I Accident which is the road to step on death

I never go

Broke days, broke is like a death

I miss like I strangle your neck to death

Or even accident Which is on the road to the steps of death

I never go, I never go

I reminisce the broke days , yeah

I reminisce the broke days, yeah

I reminisce the broke days, yeah