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 a heavy load I'm not the road you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stone to be stepping on I ain't crutch I ain't the money man, with money, man You looking at me I'm not the one, looking at me son You looking at free I ain't the dish rag to come clean up all the shit you dish out got no check for em' If you checking in, mothafucka, check 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 yourself in some It doesn't mean I to come 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 can I do if I do till 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'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 follow and push around I'm not the fucking in the hay stack that you finally found This ain't no free rent. and pitch a tent You ain't tying me I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and just away clean Like the wheel on the you wanna break Cause I 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 there's no need to pretend And just because you got yourself in some It doesn't I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you 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 till gone? Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh it's 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 love when it's equal tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you around me telling me I've changed Damn, I've fucking changed When there's fucking change in my pocket hit the It was a rocking all a I from shopping without nothing To shopping for my cousins Now that the know that I'm buzzing, they drop me in the oven Pull me over to say "I'm a fan" Hip hop; love it, but fuck it
Ain't much I can do but I do 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 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 till it's 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?