Wyatt Counterman - Broke lyrics

[Intro: Wyatt Counterman & Jacob Mitchell] "Okay so uh, guess what I did the other day" "What'd you do the other day man?" "So uh, so I didn't have any plates.. what I did is I snuck in to, uh, one of the dining halls when it was closed and just stole a bunch of plates and like spoons and stuff and I was like this is gonna fulfill me for weeks" "I should expect that sh** from you now" [Hook] I have no money but I look pretty dope Just lost my twenty so I guess that I'm broke [Verse 1: Wyatt Counterman] Yeah okay They tell me every day that I need to be cheerful How the hell does that work when I have the whole year full Of gas, food, hobbies, and my college tuition They all tell me to talk but then they say that I'm b**hin' Well, sorry sir, sorry ma'am, you don't understand You see, twice a year I have to write a check for six grand You tell me "stop complaining" but we ain't on the same page Look, I work a job that gives me minimum wage I stock all the shelves and then I help the old ladies They even make me hear trashy songs from the 80's I'm sorry to say it, but that's cruel and unusual Punishments I'm dealing with, rather be in a cubicle But I'll always be broke, I'm in the college of arts I'll make almost nothing, but I'll win lots of hearts Yeah, it's a dumb dumb decision, I know And now I'm debt from my head to my toes [Hook x2] [Verse 2: Jacob Mitchell] You see that box on the side of the road? "Over there, yeah that, that's the place I call home" I got a cardboard chair and a cardboard bed And the ceiling's so low I always hit my damn head My girlfriend tells me that I need a real house She's done fooling around on my cardboard couch I'm sorry there babe, but you know I can't do that The people at the bank said I'm broke - I said screw that I'm a broke-a** man, check my broke-a** wallet I've got broke-a** friends or whatever you call it I got loans out my a** because I went off to college I'm just glad I'm not a *beer can opening* alcoholic I'm sorry that I can't always buy you nice things Like big fancy necklaces and nice diamond rings But don't give up on me, one day I'll be rich And I guess if I'm not, then life is a b**h [Hook x2] [Verse 3: Jacob Mitchell/Wyatt Counterman] New car / Can't afford it Ramen noodles / I adore it Student loans / That s**s My wallet / Two bucks Got a girlfriend / That's good But I live / In the hood No one pays me / That's life And I'm lazy / Damn right! [Hook x2]