Composer: Jordan Fletcher, Ian Christian, Stephen Carey
Lyrics
If I had a Rolex weighing down my wrist
If I could write checks with a bunch of zeros in it
If I had a G-5 flying high
10-figure dollar signs
Like a billionaire, but you weren’t there
I’d rather be broke
Penny pinching just to stay afloat
Instead of wishing for the stuff I don’t need
Because I got you and baby girl you got me
If I had to choose a big house with an ocean view
And being rich or being with you
Alone holding me close
On a hand-me-down couch at home
I’d rather be broke
I’d rather be broke
I’d trade a downtown bar
For our back porch
Yeah, they got 5-stars
But we got a couple million more
I can have the world
But to me it wouldn’t matter
Without you girl, yeah
I’d rather be broke
Penny pinching just to stay afloat
Instead of wishing for the stuff I don’t need
Because I got you and baby girl you got me
If I had to choose a big house with an ocean view
And being rich or being with you
Alone holding me close
On a hand-me-down couch at home
I’d rather be broke
I’d rather be broke
I said I’d rather be broke
Penny pinching just to stay afloat
Instead of wishing for the stuff I don’t need
Because I got you and baby girl you got me
If I had to choose a big house with an ocean view
And being rich or being with you
Alone holding me close
On a hand-me-down couch at home
I’d rather be broke
I’d rather be broke
Yeah, I’d rather be broke
I’d rather be broke