Bruce Templeton - Good Grief lyrics

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Bruce Templeton - Good Grief lyrics

[Hook: Erick Arc Elliot] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good n***as 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 n***as I Thank you, good riddance, good business Good grief, what is? We smoking marijuana for free [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliot] 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 n***a perfect, no? sh** n***a, uhh [Hook: Erick Arc Elliot] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good n***as 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 n***as 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 b**hes with me I've done been around the world p**y, in every city f** it, never forgive me p**y, money and d** Mary, nothing above Shark hoodies, backwoods, Rizla, OG Puff puff, homie rest up Just us against the world Finger f** 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 f**ing with other n***as I ain't bluffing, locked up, now luxed up Handcuffed, now hand cuff Unfaithful b**h 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 I'm on my knees reaper, please leave my soul at ease [Hook: Erick Arc Elliot] Ain't no question 'bout this paper My mind is on a different angle Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good n***as 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 n***as 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, heeeyyy, hey-o, heeeyyy, hey-o Heeeey-o-eeyyy-ooooh Oooohh, heeey-o-eeuh, huuuuh