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 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, 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 clean up all the 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 there's no need to 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 you handle your 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 can I do if I do till it's gone?
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 follow and push around I'm not the needle in the hay stack that you finally found This ain't no 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 up the weight for the team I'm not the watch and the new truck that 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 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 your own much 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 Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do it's gone?
I jump to the sky for my I walk through the fire. I give love it's equal Don't tell me not to complain about my money and you come around me telling 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 for my cousins Now that the cops know I'm buzzing, they 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 because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you 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 can I do if I do till it's gone?