Fuck Your Opinion by Lou From Paradise
Fuck Your Opinion by Lou From Paradise

Fuck Your Opinion

Lou From Paradise

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Fuck Your Opinion by Lou From Paradise

Release Date
Tue Jul 03 2018
Performed by
Lou From Paradise

Fuck Your Opinion Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, Look
Ain't no way that I could fail
Bitch I'll die 'fore you ever see me fall off
If they could see it from my vision
When the pictures ripped apart
You would know where I be snappin', man this shit is from my heart
Man I seen my daddy die and that shit just turned me cold
We was sippin' pouring 4's man that shit just turned me slow
I wasn't fuckin' with the feel man
I'm always on the go dawg
My city never sleeps, so my eyelids never close dawg
You already know insomniac since the Pontiac days
Never thought I'd get this far, man I'm partly amazed
From where they overdosed the most or they caught in a daze
Shit all in they veins, I guess I'll be the martyr for pain
Cause really, I see these kids followin' me and I barely tweet
Tryna walk up in my shoes, but couldn't bare these feet
Don't follow me, follow your dreams
You'll probably see that you'll get further sayin' "fuck follow'" and finally lead
I follow me, I tripped once when I followed Steve Jobs on LSD
In the rotten apple tryna sell a seed
I wonder if since we was younger, they tried to sell us dreams
Now I'm a walkin' nightmare, you hear the hellish screams
Inhalin' weed tryna cope with the stress
But I'm blessed 'cause before was depressed
Goin' insane, tellin' my bro I'm like "yo, we both been a mess, but Whatever's happenin' man, I know it's for the best, I don't doubt it"
I really know 'bout it, living room clouded
Get racks and keep it on the low, we don't shout it
New thing in that Mustang, we domed out it
Used to front when I was young, but I'm grown now bitch
And she so wit' it, she grabbin' and holdin' it
Nobody can see through the windows, they both tinted
Nobody could see I was killin' the flow wit' it 'til I had to murder The beat and leave it with no witnesses
I'm cold, could show you what a sickness is
Strep throat when I spit this shit
Flame fumes through the phlegm, man
Could do it with no pen, man
Shit, if I could dawg, I'd do it all again
Bitch I wouldn't change a thing while I'm in it
Do my thing for the minute
If they gave me fifteen, they wouldn't blink any minute
I swear, fuck everybody that's here
Only person I compete with is the man in the mirror
Fuck a friend and a peer
Mother fuckers havin' identity scares
Nobody really is who they appear
Shit is voodoo and mirrors
Havin' a hard time tryna decide who was sincere
'Cause when I wasn't up, who wasn't there?
When I ain't even have a place to sleep or shit to eat
Poppin' shit up in the cabinet just to try to get a nap in
Way before anybody thought I'd make it with this rappin'
When I had to say "fuck 'em," started makin' this shit happen
They said I'm goin' crazy
I'm askin' if you comin'
'Cause if I'm goin' crazy then I'm mothafuckin' love ir
This shit was never easy, but I mothafuckin' does it
So if they sendin' shots, then we mothafuckin' bussin' back
Back in the day, they used to laugh at me
Now my shorty got the plug for the master suite
I just plant a seed and let it grow naturally
I shine the ready, it's apparent
Y'all my sons, I abandoned
Man the funds I demanded
Any track that I ran in
A'int nobody in my space, bitch I'm on another planet
Plannin' to go toe-to-toe is a bad step
Steppin' to me is the quickest way to get your ass whipped
It's deeper than some rap shit
It's some all black shit, half passed out
Ball hard, we all stars, no Smash Mouth
And if she don't let me smash, bet I catch mouth
They said my shit was too light-hearted, guess I blacked now
But shit, I'm colorblind, only 'bout that dollar sign
Columbine, fuckers get schooled if they outta line
I done waited my whole life for this, bitch I gotta shine
She been blowin' my phone up, but I just can't find the time for her
I'm probably facin' a quarter, tryin' not to face my problems
High enough to ignore 'em, if y'all my sons, I abort 'em
Not that I don't support or I couldn't afford 'em
I just couldn't look towards 'em
Fuck it, I'm lookin' past 'em, pass the blunt to the left
Anytime that I write, shit is as blunt as it gets
Think that I'm becomin' a vet
Homie fuck your opinion
Doin' 90 in the West, could give a fuck 'bout the limit
I'm only young for the minute, uh
And I'm gettin' older as the days pass
Haze pass, brain spinnin' like a wave cap
Life's a bitch givin' head with a great ass
Few years, I probably fuck around and change rap
I'm from the West where the bang and they slang crack
And I ain't have much options
I ain't have much money
And I ain't have my pops and I ain't have no weapon
Where they have no conscience, still I made it out alive, mothafucka
It's a high, mothafucka
They thought I died, I'm still here, hey, hi, mothafucka
Shit I'm probably the best outta SI mothafucka
And I'ma rep that shit 'til I die mothafucka
Hugh

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Fuck Your Opinion was written by Lou From Paradise.

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Fuck Your Opinion was produced by Lou From Paradise.

When did Lou From Paradise release Fuck Your Opinion?

Lou From Paradise released Fuck Your Opinion on Tue Jul 03 2018.

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