[Verse 1]

Well they’re knockin’ on my inbox, letters in a line,

Sayin’ “You owe us money,” like I got a dime.

Pictures on the wall, but no roof over me,

Tryna charge me for memories I can’t even see.

[Chorus]

Hell, I’m unemployed, no place to call my home,

Got these debts and collections won’t leave me alone.

But out here on the streets, life’s a different story,

Y’all can wait your turn — it’s the last of my worries.

[Verse 2]

Semi-nude snapshots, wrapped up in gold,

Promises and prices nobody told.

Said it’d be simple, said it’d be sweet,

Now I’m fightin’ off collectors on this broken street.

[Chorus]

Hell, I’m unemployed, no place to call my home,

Got these debts and collections won’t leave me alone.

But out here on the streets, life’s a different story,

Y’all can wait your turn — it’s the last of my worries.

[Bridge]

Maybe someday, I’ll get on my feet,

Pay what I owe, make ends meet.

But until then, don’t hold your breath,

I’m just tryna live, not drown in this debt.

[Final Chorus]

Hell, I’m unemployed, no place to call my home,

Got these debts and collections won’t leave me alone.

But out here on the streets, life’s a different story,

Y’all can wait your turn — it’s the last of my worries.Yeah… I’ll get you when I can.