I Already Won - Troy Ave

How the fuck I’ma lose when I already won?

I can’t get up from the table, I’m not done

My mils ain’t finished, in fact, I’m on another one

It’s about to be five, I never felt so alive

I dead made myself rich, wasn’t much help with the ride

On the road to success

Few niggas saying it ain’t right that they got left

It’s the story of bums

A tall tale of jealousy and why they short with the ones

Too many bitches leave the loaf, runnin' off with the crumbs

Baby, come back

You left your keys and please, huh, take this trash out back

But don’t forget to recycle

Don’t forget you ain’t rare, it’s a hundred girls just like you

It’s a sad cycle, on and on like Erykah Badu

These bars more potent than the drugs that killed Michael

R.I.P., heehee, I’m wearin' a lot of Fiji

My heart cold, I could wet your chest too if you feelin' reachy

I bear arms like them, I’m not the one, try them

Last nigga that tried me, I went stupid, he died dumb

Like special ed, I got it made, customize and I weigh

Customers get me paid, I lay chickens that don’t lay eggs

Bricks, bitches, and Benzes like my first tape

You niggas can’t fuck with me like good girls on a first date

Ain’t no sleeping over, but I’m slept on like pillowcase

I get up at 10 A.M., pray and I watch First Take