I'm not the table you can come and lay cup down on, now I'm not the shoulder for a bag. The one that carried a load I'm not the that you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I ain't the stepping to be stepping on I nobodies 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 up all the shit that 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 there's no need to pretend And just because you got in some shit It doesn't I have to come deal 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 what can I do if I do till it's Oh oh Till 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 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 around I'm not the fucking needle in the hay stack that you finally This no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You tying me down I'm not a bus you can hop inside and just roll away clean Like the wheel on the wagon you wanna I hold up the weight for the team I'm not the watch and the new truck that your scheming to check out your 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 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 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 Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till it's
I to the sky for my people I walk through the fire. I give when it's equal tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you come me telling me I've changed Damn, right fucking changed When there's fucking change in my hit the bucket It was a all a sudden I went shopping without nothing To going for my cousins Now the cops know that I'm buzzing, they wanna drop me in the Pull me just to say "I'm a fan" Hip hop; gotta it, but fuck it
Ain't much I can do but I do I can But I'm not a fool no need to pretend And just because you got yourself in shit It doesn't mean I to come deal with it You handle your own when you a man And become a man when you your 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 Till gone. Oh oh it's gone. Oh oh Till gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till gone?