[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

f**k a pipe dream man, had this shit when I was in my diapers

Burnin' through my diapers, hot shit

It 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, ay

I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends, ay

Imagine having no friends man

I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends

Imagine having no friends man... ay

Imagine having no friends man