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