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 a heavy load I'm not the road that you take when you 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 looking at me I'm not the one, looking at me son You ain't at free I ain't the rag to come clean 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 fool there's no need to And just you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I to come deal with it You handle 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 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 and push around I'm not the fucking needle in the hay that you finally found ain't no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't me down I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and just roll clean Like the wheel on the wagon you wanna Cause I up the weight for the team I'm not the gold watch and the new that your scheming to check out Unless your looking to 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 yourself in shit It mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own you become a man And become a man when you handle 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?
I to the sky for my people I walk through the fire. I give when it's equal Don't tell me not to 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 pocket hit the It was a rocking all a I went from shopping without To going for my cousins Now that the cops know I'm buzzing, they drop me in the oven Pull me just to say "I'm a fan" Hip hop; gotta it, but fuck it
much I can do but I do what 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 with it You handle own when you become a man And become a man 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 it's gone. Oh oh What can I do if I do till it's