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, oh

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 you dish out

Ain't got no check for 'em

If you checkin' me in mothafucka

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

Ya 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 till it's gone?

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh) What can I do if I do till it's gone

I'm at 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

Ye ain't tyin' 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 schemin' to check out

Unless you lookin' to check out

What a mess now, come on

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

Ya 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 till it's gone?

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh) What can I do if I do till 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

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

Ya 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

Ya 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 till it's gone?

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh, oh) Till it's gone

(Oh) What can I do if I do till it's gone