Released on December 15, 2017

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[Verse 1: Ameer Vann]

I grew up all alone, my mom and dad fighting

I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fighting

I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers

I did a lot of writing

[Verse 2: Dom McLennon & Kevin Abstract]

Watch my uncles duck indictments

I'm used to ramen noodles, victims of mental illness

Products of neighborhoods with broken souls and wounded spirits

Don't judge me by appearance, I moved to California

Started getting paid (Nigga, you broke), shit's already boring


[Verse 3: Merlyn Wood]

Dashin' to the money like a hyphen, fuck a pipe dream, man

Had this shit when I was in my diapers

Burnin' through my diapers, hot shit, that was hot shit

Back when niggas looking for the Loch Ness

[Verse 4: Matt Champion & Dom McLennon]

Stuck 'round dip-spittin' assholes, make they mamas bashful

Got holes in my pockets so my shoes full of cash, though

Cigar, Fidel Castro, car full of Castrol

See the sunset when I backstroke, can't swim, but I could act, though


[Outro: Kevin Abstract]

I was playing rock-paper-scissors with imaginary friends

Imagine having no friends, ayy

I was playing rock-paper-scissors with imaginary friends, ayy

Imagine having no friends, man

I was playing rock-paper-scissors with imaginary friends, ayy

Imagine having no friends, man

Ayy, ayy, imagine having no friends, man