I think what the thing is I think what the thing is Your opinion But girl, it’s just an opinion Girl, it’s just an opinion And all that hurt, you were little Ooh and all that hurt just a little now, oh Leggo, gone (Purchase your tracks)
I think what the thing is I think what the thing is (Go) You own your opinion (Uh) But girl, it’s just an opinion Girl, it’s just an opinion And all that hurt, you were little Ooh and all that hurt just a little I used to say “Your worth is a million” Now you hear “Your worth was a million”
We used to get high to the ceiling (Woo) When we used to get high to the ceiling No one could explain how we’re feeling And nobody could change how we’re feeling, no, no, no How we appreciated the feeling How could everything crumble into one evening? (Crumble into one evening) Still I don’t even know how you feeling, or know how I’m feeling I say “Fuck all that bullshit, I’m tryna focus now” I put my weed in a swisher, my mind be rollin’ now We sipping Grey Goose, too much thoughts, I’m tryna close ’em down Down, I be turning up, you tryna turn me down It was a different kinda thing whenever you around We hit the movie, you hold it becah you hold me down We hit the highway, we cruise along to the motor sound This must be the kinda love they always talk about In the crib with my niggas, I see them ticks phoning I don’t call you, I’m switching, man, I get vexed on ya You see them picture, they bitching, they tryna flex on ya