Broke Days

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