I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup on, now I'm not the shoulder for a bag. The one that carried a load I'm not the that you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping to be stepping on I nobodies crutch I the money man, with your money, man You looking at me I'm not the one, looking at me son You ain't looking at I ain't the dish rag to come up all the shit that you dish out got no check for em' If you checking in, mothafucka, this out
much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool there's no need to And just you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I to come deal with it You handle your own 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 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 till it's
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 stack that you found This no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't tying me I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and just away clean the wheel on the wagon you wanna break Cause I hold up the weight for the I'm not the gold watch and the new truck your scheming to check 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 there's no need to And just because you got yourself in some It doesn't mean I have to deal with it You your own when you become a man And a man when you handle your own much I can do, but I do what 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 till gone?
I jump to the sky for my I walk through the fire. I give love when equal Don't tell me not to complain about my money and When you come around me me I've changed Damn, right I've changed When there's fucking change in my hit the bucket It was a rocking all a I went from without nothing To shopping for my cousins Now the cops know that I'm buzzing, they drop me in the oven me over just to say "I'm a fan" Hip hop; gotta love it, but it
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 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 much 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 till gone?