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 looking for a cut, uh I ain't the stepping to be stepping on I ain't nobodies I ain't the money man, your 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 got no check for em' If you in, mothafucka, check this out
Ain't much I can do but I do I can But I'm not a there's 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 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 it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do it's 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 just follow and around I'm not the needle in the hay stack that you finally found This no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You tying me down I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and roll away clean Like the wheel on the wagon you break 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 to pretend And just because you got yourself in shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal it You handle own when you become a man And become a man when you handle 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?
I to the sky for my people I walk through the fire. I give love when it's Don't me not to complain about my money and fame When you come around me telling me changed Damn, I've fucking changed When there's fucking change in my hit the bucket It was a rocking all a I went from shopping nothing To going for my cousins Now that the know that I'm buzzing, wanna drop me in the oven Pull me over to say "I'm a fan" Hip hop; gotta it, but fuck it
Ain't 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 have to deal with it You handle own when you become a man And become a man you handle your 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