Good Grief

[Chorus: Erick the Architect] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is it? When we smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is it? When we smoking marijuana for free [Verse 1: Erick the Architect] Since a soldier saw the surface I cracked the canvas and cursed it Part of me wasn't good enough But a picture ain't perfect What is proper and purpose? Leaving families hurting She don't trust me at all She put a lock on her purses Part of me don't deserve ya' Pardon bruh, I was nervous and this is a new beginning We fly so come feel the turbulence Never bow to that serpent Dreamed and found out I'm worth it Soul circuit, love lurking and close curtains And I be that bigger person And this my seed, she nurse it I stimulate her mind, she challenge me while we rehearse it Smoking on this weed got me feeling like a wordsmith In other words, a nigga perfect? No shit nigga, uhh [Chorus: Erick the Architect] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free [Verse 2: Zombie Juice] I'm addicted to the Henny All of these bitches with me I done been around the world, pussy, in every city Fuck it, never forgive me Pussy, money and drugs, Mary, nothing above Shark hoodies, backwoods, Rizla OG, puff-puff, homie, rest up Just us against the world Finger fuckin' like my 9 bustin' It's no discussion, quit the rushin' If the D's comin', get to flushin' all of a sudden Heard you was fuckin' with other niggas, I ain't bluffin' Locked up, now boxed up Handcuffed, now hand cuff Unfaithful bitch love the taste of dick Only faithful to my bros My rights and my wrongs Some nights I play 2Pac and zone Pop on my phone, sellin' and flippin' Bounce to my own True to the beat, LSD by the sheet My flow is part of the beat I know it's hard to believe that you're part of the seed Sometimes it's hard to breath I'm on my knees, Reaper, please leave my soul at ease [Chorus: Erick the Architect] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good niggas I thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free [Outro: Diamante] I can't wait 'til we get on So we can get what we want I gotta get what I want, baby Hey-o, hey, hey-o, hyy, hey-o Hey-o-eeyyy-oh Oh, hey-o-eeuh, huh