Good Grief Lyrics - 3001: A Laced Odyssey - Flatbush Zombies

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 

Since a soldier saw the surface 

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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 

Another word to nigger, per fect, no? Shit nigga, uhh 

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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 

Thank you, good riddance, good business 

Good grief, what is? 

We smoking marijuana for free 

I'm addicted to the Henny 

All of these bitches with me 

I've done been around the world 

Pussy nigga, see me 

Fuck it nigga, 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 fuck it like my nine bustin' 

It's no discussion, quit the rushin' 

If D's coming get the flushing', all of a sudden 

Heard you was fucking with other niggas 

I ain't bluffing, locked up, now luxed 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, selling and flipping 

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 

All my needs reaper, please leave my soul at ease 

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 

Thank you, good riddance, good business 

Good grief, what is? 

We smoking marijuana for free 

Aiiiaah, uuhhhh 

I can't wait 'til we get on 

So we can get what we want 

I gotta get what I want, baby-yyy-eh 

Hey-o, heeeyyy, hey-o, heeeyyy, hey-o 

Heeeey-o-eeyyy-ooooh 

Oooohh, heeey-o-eeuh, huuuuh