Avantdale Bowling Club - Still Feel Broke lyrics

(Yeah) fresh cray with the crab
Pair that with a sav'
Seared bass with the hash
Pear tart and ganache
Old girl had to smash that
Really I thought it was av'
Tell the truth it was trash
Really but fuck it I wanted to splash
(splash) blow a rack like a sax
Sipping on 'gnac like goin' to Paris
Tipping the bag boy like a bad boy
Hit her back later with the bag
Sipping the house red with the head chef
With the white stuck in my 'stache
Smash making an asshole of the man
That I know him as
But it's an act though, I'm bored man
Never wanted to ball, fuck that food court
Just wanted to play some HORSE on a horse
Pour some port on a pork chop at
A new place on up north
Far from poor but I'll probably take
This mortgage to the morgue
Really what good is it being adored if
I still feel like a fraud
Hearing a sold out town hall applauding
Still feeling ignored bruv, I'm floored
What do I do with another award
Give it to Lorde
I was just happy to play support
This is the therapy I can't afford
Writing these words just to cope
Grow this herb just to smoke
Really it's all just jokes bruv
This coach just a cloak
All of these fans just some fiends
All this fame's just a hoax
And I'm far from a GOAT bro
Only just a bloke just a broke ass artist
In their eyes regardless
All of the fame is all the
Same Sway ain't got no answers
Fuck these rich kids
Fuck all of their dairy farmer fathers
Fuck these classist mums talking
'bout prestigious kindergartens
Bruv I come from a long
Line of broken-hearted bastards
So pardon me if I ain't
Too comfortable with kissing asses
I'd rather be at home with the bros
Sipping lagers
Look I'm trying to wake up early tomorrow
And hit the markets i'm tired man
Been up all night, I'm wired man
I got no time to jam
I gotta provide for my fam
My son wants that new Spiderman suit
I'm trying man
Looking in the mirror crying like
'Am I a man?'

And I still feel broke (and i still feel)
(and i still feel) (and i still feel)
(ooo ooo ooh) (ooo ooo ooh)
(ooo ooo ooh)

Whole gang on a tab
(ay) , whole tongue in the bag (yup)
Tripped up on a barstool
Spilt the whole thing on her lap (my bad)
Blow all that like Golden State did
In 3-1 to the Cavs, Yeah
Come down like an asteroid, Woke up
Back of the cab (ooh)
Sixteen in the stash box and this gas
I was sassed
Blowing trees and the leaf you can tell
The gas man 'eat an ass'
Middle finger to the tax man
Take the cash down to the cas' (then what?)
Drop my son off at the flash day-care
Mummies looking at me mad (up to?)
How much money can a man make 'for
That money make a man break
I was throwing hands at his mans
He just hit me with a handshake
Fuck fame it's all shit
I don't even like champagne
Seen the last of my bad days
Finally made it out the rat race
But my flatmate's still doing fourteen
Hour shifts on a Saturday
And I'm still hearing my old self like 'aw
You think that you're flash aye
'member when we were kids eating a
Raro out of the sachet?'
Reminiscing on the old time when we
Were sitting in the dole line
Green gold in the tin foil
Thinking I was sitting on a gold mine
I been working my whole life like I've
Been working in a coal mine
Finally got what I dreamed of
Then I went and moved the goal line
And got bigger dreams, bigger needs
Still stressed 'bout little things
Shit's bittersweet
Old man's up in rehab and it's Christmas Eve
Thinking back on the old times
My Mum drunk playing Little Feat
With my little feet on the main road
Playing touch like fifty deep
Old lady used to make a feed
Feed nearly every kid in the street
Some didn't have shit to eat
Came here straight from the Philippines
Had a bro from the Middle East
Had his home blown into smithereens
And we still here talking about how
'you can't take our liberties'
Down here on top of the world
Still feeling that we're under a bridge
Still here going on about how one day
'I'm gonna be rich'
New kicks and still stepping
In the same shit, What did it fix?
All my life working for
Something that didn't exist
And I still feel

And I still feel broke (and i still feel)
Yeah yeah (and i still feel)
And I still feel broke (and i still feel)
Yeah broke as bro I still feel (ooo ooo ooh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (ooo ooo ooh)
And I still feel broke, yeah (ooo ooo ooh)
Broke-ass, bro, I'm broke, yeah
And I still feel broke-ass bro (ooo ooo ooh)
I'm broke ay broke-ass, bro
Bruv I still feel broke, ay
I thought the money might have
Fixed it but it don't
Bruv I still feel broke i said broke-ass
Ay, I'm broke, ay
Broke as bro, I still feel (broke)
(I said I'm broke down, broke, I'm broke)