I used my old GI Bill and had a job. Except for a couple of “silver spoon babies” everybody in my AFROTC detachment had a job. One of my best friends there delivered pizzas in a beat up Volare station wagon that had a clutch mechanism break. He fashioned a rope that led to the clutch lever on the tranny to shift.
We all made do and made it without food stamps and free stuff from the Government.
I had a frat brother who did that. Made me promise not to tell anyone because the frat is full of “snobs”. His family was poor and his student loan ballooned to 30K. To solve that, he delivered pizzas on the weekends but Tuesdays and Thursdays, he was umm, Chippendales for Ladies Night at a club 4 cities out so he wouldn’t be seen. Good looking dude and he’s now a financial analyst for a bank.