I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church Man I feel lucky as f*ck today Normally I'm living for redemption But I'm getting tired of trying to be saved I had a teacher who called it "White Trash Wall Street" He taught Hemingway to wrestlers with ADD And got arrested for selling fake time shares Sometimes this all feels like a dream Acevedo's mother she won't talk to me I think I'm finally fine with that now Just as long as she doesn't hate me But there's a ton of good reasons why she should hate me Tomorrow I'll be a trillionaire And none of this will matter much I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church And man I feel lucky as f*ck Oh man God I feel lucky as f*ck Yes I do I spend most of my life delivering plastic For some guy who owns a hundred foot boat I'm gonna burn this truck and buy him out And make him deliver me dog food And turn my house into a Margaritavile And be a real piece of shit Acevedo can live in a bounce house And go to bed when he sees fit And I'll find a girl to love me And love her just as much I bought a lottery ticket on the way home from church And man I feel lucky as f*ck Oh lord Man I feel lucky as f*ck