I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup on, now I'm not the for a bag. The one that carried a heavy load I'm not the road that you when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping stone to be on I ain't nobodies I the money man, with your money, man You ain't at me I'm not the one, looking at me son You looking 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 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 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 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 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 needle in the hay stack you finally found ain't no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't me down I'm not a bus you can hop inside and just roll 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 that 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 there's no need to pretend And because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal it You handle own when 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 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 it's equal Don't tell me not to complain about my money and When you around me telling me I've changed Damn, right I've fucking When there's fucking change in my pocket hit the It was a rocking all a I from shopping without nothing To going shopping for my 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; gotta love it, but it
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 your own when 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 it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till gone?