I'm not the table you can and lay your cup down on, now I'm not the for a bag. The one that carried a heavy load I'm not the road that you take when you for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping stone to be on I ain't crutch I ain't the money man, with money, man You looking at me I'm not the cheap one, at me son You ain't looking at I ain't the rag to come clean up all the shit that you dish 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 to come deal with it You handle your own when you a man And become a man when you handle own Ain't much I can do, but I do I can But can I do if I do till 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 it's
I'm not the the trash can. Not the 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 needle in the hay stack that you finally found ain't no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't tying me I'm not a bus you can hop inside and just roll away clean Like the on the wagon you wanna break Cause I hold up the for the team I'm not the gold watch and the new that your scheming to check out Unless your 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 no need to pretend And just because you got yourself in some It doesn't mean I have to deal with it You handle your own you become a man And become a man when you handle own much 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 it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till gone?
I jump to the sky for my I walk through the fire. I give love when equal tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you come around me me I've changed Damn, I've fucking changed When there's fucking change in my hit the bucket It was a all a sudden I from shopping without nothing To going shopping for my Now that the cops that I'm buzzing, they wanna me in the oven Pull me over to say "I'm a fan" Hip gotta love it, but fuck it
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 mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own you become a man And become a man when you handle own Ain't much I can do, but I do I can But what can I do if I do till it's 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