Family Force 5 - Paycheck lyrics

rate me

I'm broke, broke as a joke

Thinking 'bout moving back in with my folks

Walked away from my house note

Watched my bank account go up in smoke

In a mess with the IRS,

Still watching my movies on the VHS

God bless America

I'm a gangsta thanks to ya

I shoulda been a baller, shot-caller

But I'm just blue collar

I got my job in Georgia

Tryin' to get a piece of that peach cobbler

Chasing down that paper

Need a money-maker

I spent my life lookin' for a discount

Now I thank God for the handout

I can't afford to live this way

I barely live off what I make

Running round for money

Begging on my knees

Living paycheck to paycheck to paycheck to paycheck

3 sweaters, a coat, can't keep my heat on

I got nothing eat on

Never heard of vacation

I think they give those away on the radio station

Work my fingers to the bone

No days off and I ain't comin home

I got a piece a paper in the mail today

Said I still got a balance that I got to pay

I shoulda been a baller, shot-caller

But I'm just blue collar

I got my job in Georgia

Tryin' to get a piece of that peach cobbler

Chasing down that paper

Need a money-maker

I spent my life lookin' for a discount

Now I thank God for the handout

We'll be ok

Don't you worry baby

We go'n get paid

You can bet your bottom dollar on it

Don't be afraid

'Cause I'll make it rain

It's our lucky day

'Cause I found some change

I got a paycheck