Tonalité : A minor•
Verse 1
Am
I grew up all alone,
my mom and dad fightin'
I moved around a lot, I did a lot of fightin'
I met my friend Ian, I seen a lot of cyphers
I did a lot of writin'−
Watch my uncles duck indictments
I'm used to ramen noodles,
C
Am
victims of mental illness
Products of neighborhoods with broken
souls and wounded spirits
Don't judge me by appearance
(I moved to California)
Started gettin' paid (Nigga, you
broke,) shit's already borin'
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
It was hot shit, back when niggas
lookin' for the Loch Ness
Stuck 'round dip spittin' assholes,
Bb
Am
make they mamas bashful
Bb
Am
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
Em
I was playin' rock paper scissors
with imaginary friends
Am
Imagine havin' no friends, ay
G
I was playin' rock paper scissors
Am
Em
with imaginary friends, ay
Am
Imagine havin' no friends, man
Em
I was playin' rock paper scissors
Am
with imaginary friends
Imagine havin' no friends,
Em
man... ay, ay
Am
Imagine havin' no friends, man
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