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 road you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping stone to be on I nobodies crutch I ain't the money man, with money, man You ain't at me I'm not the cheap one, at me son You ain't looking at 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
Ain't I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool there's no to pretend And because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't I have to come deal with it You your 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 what can I do if I do till 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 can. Not the last 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 stack 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 roll away clean the wheel on the wagon you wanna break Cause I hold up the for the team I'm not the gold 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 fool no need to pretend And just because you got in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come with it You handle your own you become a man And a man when 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 Till gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh can I do if I do till it's gone?
I to the sky for my people I walk through the fire. I give when it's equal 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 change in my pocket hit the bucket It was a rocking all a I went from shopping without To shopping for my cousins Now that the cops that I'm buzzing, they drop me in the oven Pull me over 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 there's no to pretend And just you got yourself in some shit It doesn't I have to come deal with 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 Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till it's