I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup 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 the stepping stone to be stepping on I ain't nobodies I the money man, with your money, man You looking 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 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 there's no need to pretend And because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come with it You handle your own you become a man And become a man you handle your 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 Till gone. Oh oh it's 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 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 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 watch and the new truck that your scheming to check out Unless your 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 because you got yourself in shit It doesn't mean I have to come with it You handle 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 what can I do if I do till it's Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh it's 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 give love it's equal tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you around me telling me I've changed Damn, right fucking changed there's fucking change in my pocket hit the bucket It was a all a sudden I went from without nothing To going shopping for my Now that the know that I'm buzzing, wanna drop me in the oven Pull me 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 fool no need to pretend And because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal it You your own when you become a man And become a man when you your own Ain't much I can do, but I do I can But what can I do if I do it's 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?