Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Scratch Off, artist - Statik Selektah. Album song Lucky 7, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.07.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Duck Down, Showoff
Song language: English
Scratch Off |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Just to show that I inherited your gambling ways |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Please, buy me a lucky 7 so we both can get paid |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
When I put in all your numbers at the store for the day |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Grandma can I get a scratch off? |
It’s all or nothing, quit with all the bluffing |
Soon as one of my cards decline, I’m in my wallet shuffling |
Not so lucky, I guess that’s how it’s looking |
I’m a pro and not a rookie, I school you all and I play hookie |
These were my times with Sookie |
Tea kettle whistling if she ever left the stove on |
Old age had kicked in and she sent me for a store run |
Gambling is in your blood, ain’t superstitious but you’re definitely knocking |
on one |
If I win we all won |
Behaving, imagine the good grandson that I’ve been |
Grandma give me the missing numbers, the cash that I need |
Used to love the bodegas, now they ask for I. D |
Had my own two dollars just to get some scratchers for me |
Around that time things were drastic, worrying 'bout our finances |
Didn’t no one give them to me, I was the one who finance us |
Said fuck whoever doubted, that’s when I took my chances |
Feel strongly about whatever I believe in cause I’m a Cancer |
Ain’t an auction but they gave my mans a bid |
Damn the CC8 just filled another bed |
I guess we got some time to kill |
And you gotta play the hands you’re dealt |
Fly |
Voice of the unheard, louder than the bomb |
Grandma’s boy couldn’t be prouder of my mom |
For this historical perspective, a political education |
I hardly ever gamble, my risk was too calculated |
Caught up in the traps, to be highly and discrete |
Red dollar and rented dream and get you followed by the feds |
Cause this life is like a lottery, a loser then you’ll probably be |
Living with the ghost, like Demi Moore with the pottery |
Testing our morality when facing our mortality |
Betting on a fallacy, handing over our salaries |
Natural born killer, they call us Mickey and Mallory |
'Til our men become warriors and our women become Valkyries |
Cussing like some sailors in the open seas |
Mama got the silk for the apartment smelling like potpourri |
Shopping for the groceries |
Got her a pepsi cola and some coke for me |
Making a quick stop out the OTB |
Grandma, uh, and you knew that’s all we needed, that’s why you plant a seed and |
you feed it |
Repeat it and treat it and we play against the odds |
If we can only defeat it |
We’d see it, but we steady weeping whenever we read it |
End up feeling cheated, we deserve better |
Cause she done earned cheddar and I know she took her turn |
Being Tina Turner, let her be returned from her debtor |
You’d know all she want is world peace if you met her |
And one day we may travel, if you bought that scratch off |
Like Payola at a DJ battle |
And it paid off, then we made off like Madoff |
And ate off that plate, constantly concentrated like Adolf |
Came all the way, four hours in your auto |
Showed up at my school, saying we hit the lotto |
Popped a bottle then saw that we misread it at second glance |
That’s when I learned life isn’t up to chance |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Just to show that I inherited your gambling ways |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Please, buy me a lucky 7 so we both can get paid |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
When I put in all your numbers at the store for the day |
Said grandma, can I get a scratch off? |
Grandma can I get a scratch off? |