I'm not the you can come 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 that you take when you looking for a short cut, uh I the stepping stone to be stepping on I ain't nobodies I the money man, with your 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 that you out Ain't got no for em' If you checking in, mothafucka, this out
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 with it You handle your own when you 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 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 last man at the 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 you finally found This no free rent. Come and pitch a tent You ain't tying me I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and just roll away Like the wheel on the you wanna break Cause I hold up the weight for the I'm not the gold watch and the new truck that your to check out Unless your 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 fool there's no to pretend And just 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 become a man 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 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 tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you come around me me I've changed Damn, right I've changed When there's fucking change in my pocket hit the It was a all a sudden I from shopping without nothing To going for my cousins Now that the cops that I'm buzzing, they wanna me in the oven Pull me just 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 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 much 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 can I do if I do till it's gone?