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
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 blow)
Shit's already boring
Listen 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
It was hot shit
Back when niggas looking for the Loch Ness
Cause I'm [?] assholes
Make their mamas bashful
Got hoes in my pocket
So my shoes full of cash though
[?] Fidel Castro
Car full of cash though
See the sunset when I backstroke
Can't swim but I could act though
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine having no friends, man
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine having no friends, man
I was playing rock paper scissors with imaginary friends
Imagine having no friends, man
Imagine having no friends, man

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