Holes in your Pockets

“Holes in Your Pockets” [Intro] Yo, I ain’t tryna clown, But some of y’all got cash flow that never stays down. You grind all week just to blow it on fleek— New kicks, same tricks, now your wallet’s lookin’ bleak. [Verse 1] Workin’ overtime, flexin’ on the ‘Gram, Buyin’ Gucci belts but can’t afford the jam. Your car got rims, your fridge got air, You Netflix, Prime, but you barely care. Designer drip on a budget that’s broke, Spendin’ like a king but your credit’s a joke. Got five subscriptions, don’t use a one, But it feels so good when that paycheck come. [Pre-Chorus] Can’t keep it, won’t save it, Got dreams but won’t chase it. You spend like a boss, but it’s all pretend— The cycle just loops again… [Chorus] You got holes in your pockets, dreams in your head, Spendin’ all your dollars till your wallet’s dead. Buy now, cry later — that’s your plan, Tryna keep up with the Jones like a broke rich man. You got champagne taste on a soda tab, And every paycheck’s just a hit and grab. You say, “One day I’ll get ahead,” but nah— You buy a drone, can’t pay the law! [Verse 2] New iPhone drop? Gotta grab it quick, Last year’s works fine, but that ain’t slick. Big house, no couch — it’s all for show, But your future’s broke and your pace is slow. Generational curse in designer shoes, ’Cause your mama spent first and she never knew That savings grow while spending kills, Now your debt got abs from all them bills. [Bridge] If money could talk, yours would scream. “Why’d you waste me on that latte machine?” You don’t need more pay, you need a new brain— ‘Cause poor ain’t a wallet, it’s a mindset chain. [Final Chorus] You got holes in your pockets, dreams in your head, Spendin’ all your dollars till your wallet’s dead. Buy now, cry later — that’s your plan, Tryna keep up with the Jones like a broke rich man. You got champagne taste on a soda tab, And every paycheck’s just a hit and grab. You say, “One day I’ll get ahead,” but nah— You buy a drone, can’t pay the law! [Outro] Holes… holes… holes in your pockets… (And your future’s fallin’ through…)