Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free, hey
[Verse 2]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free, hey
[Verse 3]
Since the 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 oh 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 **** perfect, no? Shit ****, uhh
[Verse 4]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free, hey
[Verse 5]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free
[Verse 6]
I'm addicted to the henny
All of these bitches with me
I've 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 fuck it like my nine bustin
It's no discussion, quickly rushin
If the D's coming get the flush, all of a sudden
Heard you was fucking with other ****
I ain't bluffing, 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
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 breathe
All my needs reaper
Please leave my soul at ease
[Verse 7]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free, hey
[Verse 8]
Ain't no question bout this paper
My mind is on a different angle
Wish I could cop that coupe for all my good ****
I thank you, good riddance, good business, good grief, what is it?
When we smoking marijuana for free
[Verse 9]
I can't wait till we get on
Till we can get what we want
I got get what I want baby
Written by: Flatbush Zombies