I'm not the table you can and lay your cup down on, now I'm not the shoulder for a bag. The one that a heavy load I'm not the road you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping to be stepping on I ain't crutch I the money man, with your money, man You ain't at me I'm not the cheap one, at me son You looking at free I ain't the dish rag to come clean up all the shit that you out Ain't got no for em' If you in, mothafucka, check this out
much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool no need to pretend And just because you got in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal it You handle your own when you a man And become a man you handle your own Ain't I can do, but I do what I can But what can I do if I do till gone? Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do it's gone?
I'm not the the can. Not the last man at the finish line, now I'm not the new kid on the block that you can just follow and push I'm not the fucking in the hay stack that you finally found ain't no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't me down I'm not a bus you can hop inside and just roll away clean Like the wheel on the you wanna break I hold up the weight for the team I'm not the gold watch and the new truck that your scheming to out Unless looking to check out (powpowpow) a mess, now (come on)
Ain't I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool no need to pretend And just you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to deal with it You handle your own you become a man And become a man you handle your own Ain't I can do, but I do what I can But what can I do if I do it's gone? Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till it's
I to the sky for my people I walk through the fire. I love when it's equal Don't tell me not to complain about my and fame When you come around me me I've changed Damn, right I've fucking there's fucking change in my pocket hit the bucket It was a rocking all a I from shopping without nothing To shopping for my cousins Now that the cops that I'm buzzing, wanna drop me in the oven Pull me just to say "I'm a fan" Hip gotta love it, but fuck it
much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool there's no to pretend And because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal it You handle your own when you a man And a man when you handle your own Ain't much I can do, but I do I can But what can I do if I do till gone? Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do it's gone?