D.O.I.

They said You treat the way And I found all the reasons why I outta exploit you But my kind Yeah, we don't play It’s dirt off your shoulder It's dirt off your shoulder Oh, it's A day Felt it died The word We saw it now The birds, the grids, the girl You thought what’s wrong but Rich kids are central Rich kids are central Pretty girls are central to you And all you are A day Cause it takes The word Anything to touch that word You never explain without words No love You dug it all back from me Go back to Brooklyn You say it's broke land Go back to Brooklyn You say it's broke land You say You say You say