Triflin’ (act III)

[Intro: ?]
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[Verse 1]
There's no reciting or writing this
Everything niggas write they recycled it
Fuck double tapping and liking it
She pop a 'perc like a vitamin
Hit it raw 'cause this track in a cycle and
They go on track like a cyclist
I'm hittin' laps on a bike with it
She only love me when I'm triflin'

There's no reciting or writing this
Everything niggas write they recycled it
I grew up black had to fight with it
The homies locked up I was writing 'em
I was smoking that crack out the pipe again
Lil' cousin the trap on his bike again
My uncle had passed as his wife and then...
I guess this is life we just try and win

[Chorus]
Niggas try and tell you be a thug or a gentleman
Honestly I look at that opinion as irrelevant
They don't wanna take a hard look in the mirror let it settle in
You only get respect when you genuine
Nobody lookin' at you as a nigga that you never been
Wear your heart on your sleeve as security
Made ya'll believe that you needed to toughen up(ugh)
Bitch, I'm so comfortable in my skin I could bundle up
So don't come with no contract I'm ripping checks, come rip the checks, put this shit to rest
Bitch that's my word and my summary
Make these new niggas 'round pay cover fee

[Verse 2]
There's no reciting or writing this
Everything niggas write they recycled it
Fuck double tapping and liking it
I'm dropping verses on sight with it
She off the 'perc and I'm [?] it
Hit it raw 'cause this track in a cycle and
I'm hittin' laps on a bike with it
She only love me when I'm triflin'

There's no reciting or writing this
Anything niggas write they recycled it
I grew up black had to fight with it
Stuck in the storm fly a kite with it
I drop a gem they deciph' it
Aunty once told me I was triflin'
Hit me over the head with a bible and
She mad I told her this life a cycle and...

[Outro: [?]]
This time is a time of rejoicing
Hallelujah, we thank God, we thank God
For all things, we thank God...