Verse 1 Blew it all on a Monday Now I’m staring at a screen Got a call from the bossman Said don't come back, you’re done Drop Now I’m scrolling through Indeed Looking for a new play Pre-Chorus Sitting in the room Interviewer looking rude Belt buckle snaps Gotta play it cool Monotone face, no sweat He looks at my resume Says "You ain't the right fit, dude" Back to the couch Back to the floor Chorus When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke Verse 2 Spent the last dollar on a scratch-off Fake hope Now I’m broke with no hope Grabbed the guitar, hit the pavement Busking for the digital coins Cash flowing slow Ex-girl walks past the corner Looks at the case Says "Let's go back" Never that. No job. No belt. No luck. Just the riddim. Chorus When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke When you're broke Outro When you're broke ✍️ Lyrics & Concept: Kwame / garthmiller73 © 2026 Gator Muzik LLC. All Rights Reserved.
