

Yeah
Check the
balance (hahaha)
Ask him for a dollar,
he gonna ask you why
Look him in his face,
see the panic in his eye
Card always declines, yeah he's running out of time Poorest in the
room, man it's almost like a crime
Donovan,
what's the deal with the plastic?
Every single time at the register it's tragic We hit up In-N-Out,
he looking at the screen Insufficient funds,
if you know what I mean Chipotle line long,
he gets to the front
Card goes beep, now he putting on a stunt McDonald's dollar menu,
even that's a stretch He standing there empty-handed,
looking like a sketch (declined!)
Ask him for a dollar,
he gonna ask you why
Look him in his face,
see the panic in his eye
Card always declines, yeah he's running out of time Poorest in the
room, man it's almost like a crime
He got no paper,
his pockets are hollow No future in his wallet,
nothing but sorrow So what's the master plan when the hunger starts
to bite? He gotta creep into his brother's room at night Slipping
out the wallet, taking out the green Stealing from his brother just
to keep the engine clean Yeah,
he takes the cash,
hope he doesn't leave a trace Anything to avoid the register disgrace
(shhhh) (declined again)
Yeah,
Donovan
Put the card away man (hahaha)