Till It's Gone

I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup down on now I'm not the shoulder for a bag, don't wanna carry your heavy load I'm not the road that you take when you're lookin' for a shortcut, uh I ain't the steppin' stone, to be steppin' on, I ain't nobody's crutch I ain't the money man, with your money man, you ain't lookin' at me I'm not the cheap one, lookin' at me son, you ain't lookin' at free I ain't the dishrag, to come clean up, all the shit that ya dish out Ain't got no check for 'em, if you checkin' in Motherfucker, check this out Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool, there's no need to pretend Just because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you become a man And become a man when you handle your own Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, but what can I do if I do 'til it's gone I'm not the trash 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 around I'm not the fuckin' needle in the haystack, that you finally found This ain't no free rent, come and pitch a tent, you ain't tying me down I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside, and just roll away clean Not the wheel on the wagon you wanna break 'Cause I hold up the weight for the team I'm not the gold watch, and the new truck That you scheming to check out Unless you're looking to check out What a mess now (c'mon) Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool, there's no need to pretend Just because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you become a man And become a man when you handle your own Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, what can I do if I do 'til it's gone I jump to the sky for my people I walk through the fire, I give love when it's equal Don't tell me not to complain about my money and fame When you come around and tellin' me I changed Damn right, I fuckin' changed When this fuckin' change in my pocket Hit the bucket, it was a rocket all a sudden I went from shoppin' without nothin' To goin' shoppin' for my cousins Now that the cops know that I'm buzzin' They wanna drop me in the oven Pull me over just to say "I'm a fan" Hip-hop, gotta love it, fuck it Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But I'm not a fool, there's no need to pretend Just because you got yourself in some shit It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it You handle your own when you become a man And become a man when you handle your own Ain't much I can do but I do what I can But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, oh, 'til it's gone Oh, what can I do if I do 'til it's gone

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