Lyrics
[Verse]
Line of tired eyes at the station
Stale air hot breath late bills
Punch in punch out same rotation
Soul on sale for small spills
[Prechorus]
Is this living or slow eviction
Body breaking chasing fiction
[Chorus]
Just scraps of a paycheck
Rent eats the rest I starve the week
Working to just survive
Never enough money to truly live I grind my teeth
Scraps of a paycheck
Whole damn life marked down and cheap
[Verse 2]
Boss man laughs with his full glass
My lunch cold rice in a jar
Clock on the wall moves thick as tar
Hope on layaway low class
[Prechorus]
Tell me whose gold are we lifting
While our own ground keeps shifting
[Chorus]
Just scraps of a paycheck
Coins in a jar like broken teeth
Working to just survive
Never enough money to truly live I choke I seethe
Scraps of a paycheck
I give my life they give me grief
[Bridge]
What if I walked out no warning
Left this cage floor still warm
Would I find more than this mourning
Or just new teeth in the same storm
[Outro]
Scraps of a paycheck still ringing
Till my hands stop their shaking
If this is life I am quitting
Or I swear I will tear it open and take it back
Style
rockfunkhybrid groove built on gritty live drums sidechained to a pulsing synth bass line with slapped funk bass doubling the riff raw electric guitars cut in on the choruses brass stabs and dirty rhodes bring the jazz and funk male raspy vocal up front slightly distorted with stacked gang shouts in the hook and tight breaks for syncopated drum fillstonejazzmale vocalsedm
Prompt
edm, rock, jazz, funk, male vocals, raspy tone, about the hardships of working to just survive with never enough money to truly live.
Credits
Prompt byAcerProductions
GeneratedNov 22, 2025
ModelAria v5
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