Fuck Your Opinion - Dizzy Wright

Jealousy is misery, suffering is grief

Suffer through the weak but still in touch with what I see

Fuck it up on these beats

But you’d never notice I’ve been hiding what I’m holding to the potent that is

tree

Me, myself and I

Might not meet your standards, but I swear to God I try

Use the Lord in vain to get my point across, why?

I hate it, but I do it, like it’ll be aight

Got damn I need change, then I just smile

Why?

Cause it ain’t finna change nothing I’m around

Still gotta ride

Still gotta be down, load up and make it happen if shit ever gets wild

Surrounded by a crowd that you wouldn’t call friends

But these the same niggas that help you become a man

Poor child, I’m your child, I’m hoppin' out this van

Police tried to get us, so we ran

Fuck going to jail, I got bills to pay

My everyday life make me feel this way

But can you blame me?

Hang me up and frame me

Tried to keep smiling, but the smiles be shady

Being fake make me angry and change my flaws

Punished for the bad, rewarded for the good, man, we trained like dogs

Can’t see it, it ain’t even

No freedom when they ain’t leavin'

Pray for us, we all need it

Lately my praying getting stronger

But honestly they ain’t never been a problem

I’m tryna find my connection with God

That’s why I’ve been hiding behind this marijuana

Stressing, living, such a blessing if you listen

They wanna judge to my connection different so I made a decision

Made me feel weird cause I don’t get it to the niggas and the bitches

And I just wanna say fuck your opinion

Nigga, fuck your opinion

I’m blinded by successful thoughts

Everytime I come out, they got they tongue out

Man, I swear that I’m dealing with a stressful loss

We ain’t hung out since he got strung out

And still I stand

This weed take a real big effect on how chill I am

Still alive, but it killed my friend

I’m tryna show you my hurt, I’m not tryna show you how real I am

No one hear me, cause it’s all talk

Selfmade, I ain’t never finna fall off

We, actually talk, ya’ll all thoughts

Who would have thought

That little nigga from the ballpark would make a change in the world

Fucked up, but it came with a girl

That helped me bring Xhai in this world

Damn, I ain’t comfortable in my own skin

But then again, you gotta be brave in this world so my mind won

I ain’t lyin', I ain’t rhymin' for the shine, mama

Have faith, find God, don’t find drama

Ah, here he go again

This shit is so easy to lose your way in the city of sin

Yeah, surrounded by hoes and pimps

Immune to it, a two-word is no and if

Jehova kid, but she gotta make a living

Bad decisions, good intentions

On a mission, nothing ever handed

So she already made plans to ask God for forgivness

Judging by the moment, but you blinded by the hidden

I’ve been smoking like a goddamn hippie

Damn, but shit at least I’m doing my best

I’ve been grinding since I moved to the west

I’ve been reading more, styles from either or

I am great, you can see it at my shows, you’d bee truly impressed

I do me the best

And nigga this is a lesson through the herb

Growing up I’m learning to be impeccable with my words

Stressing over nothing, but my heart keep me concerned

Thanking God for every blessing that I earned

Dizzy Wright, nigga

Lately my praying getting stronger

But honestly they ain’t never been a problem

I’m tryna find my connection with God

That’s why I’ve been hiding behind this marijuana

Stressing, living, such a blessing if you listen

They wanna judge to my connection different so I made a decision

Made me feel weird cause I don’t get it to the niggas and the bitches

And I just wanna say fuck your opinion

Nigga, fuck your opinion

And I ain’t no muthafuckin' weed rapper, nigga

Expand your mind

Fuck your opinion