Jeshi - National Lottery lyrics

I just wanna bathe in stale champagne
Cigarette stink at meetings
Talkin' budget campaigns
Life's on my tail, handmaids
Burst in flames
Greet the devil with a handshake
Wish you were here, I make ice caps disappear
Watch the world burn at the bar sippin' beer
How many unit's? Can I move whips?
I'm a nuisance, stop actin' stupid
This ain't lucrative
You're better off sellin' blow
In the city, no sleep
Another demon headin' home
Uber ain't pickin' up
(yeah) , girlfriend sickin' up (yeah)
Tappin' on the glass box
Tell me what you think of us
This ain't your world, bitch, it's mine
Knew it all along, chillin' on the strip time
Crash the whip time, aqua spit shine
Still despise everythin' you think's fine

Fuckin' animals
The one who lost life's manual (yeah)
Pool of tears doin' cannonballs
Penny for my thoughts
Spare one if a had a few
National lottery every week (Every week)
Itchy palms, can't get to sleep (Sleep)
National lottery every week
Itchy palms, can't get to sleep

Daytime TV numb my brain
Sick of seein' Phillip Schofield anyway
Tired of sayin' I should change
And still do the same
Wake up, brush it off, probably just a phase
Tired of handouts, need a new plan now
Take me back to Art Attack at my nan's house
(yeah) crashin' back down
Blockbuster rentals I forgot to
Bring 'em back 'round
Shit, madness of youth (yeah)
Job interviews, I never wore a suit
Still buss a bottle cap, chip it on my tooth
I just wanna smoke skunk and
Keep sittin' here aloof
Black mould on my windows
Council ain't fixed it good mornin' Britain
Tea cigarettes and biscuit's
Mornin' run finished used to tear my room
Apart playin' Limp Bizkit

Fuckin' animals
The one who lost life's manual
Pool of tears doin' cannonballs
Penny for my thoughts
Spare one if a had a few (yeah)
National lottery every week (Every week)
Itchy palms, can't get to sleep
National lottery every week
Itchy palms, can't get to sleep

Sky cut off
Still got all the channels that I need
(yeah)
Swear this city makes heroes out the weak
Fourteen New Era caps, Akademiks jeans (yeah)
Fitted on the back, graffiti says East
257 back home weight of the world gonna
Straighten out my backbone zanco crack phone
Stick it your black hole
All my friends got nicked
Happy that I sat home
Loose Women on my screen
Payment on the first and bad dreams
Corner shop, spent credit's receipts
Memories in my brain that I can never delete
Lucky dip, six numbers and I'm rich
The grass is greener when
You're switchin' ships (yeah)
Empty cheques, fuck the ones who let me slip
(Fuck 'em)
Buy my dream whip, run you over in it

Fuckin' animals
The ones who lost life's manual
Pool of tears doin' cannonballs
Penny for my thoughts
Spare one if a had a few (Had a few)
National lottery every week (Every week)
Itchy palms, can't get to sleep (Sleep, yeah)
Still can't get to sleep