Lyrics Till It's Gone - Yelawolf
I'm
not
the
table
you
can
come
and
lay
your
cup
down
on,
now
I'm
not
the
shoulder
for
a
bag.
The
one
that
carried
a
heavy
load
I'm
not
the
road
that
you
take
when
you
looking
for
a
short
cut,
uh
I
ain't
the
stepping
stone
to
be
stepping
on
I
ain't
nobodies
crutch
I
ain't
the
money
man,
with
your
money,
man
You
ain't
looking
at
me
I'm
not
the
cheap
one,
looking
at
me
son
You
ain't
looking
at
free
I
ain't
the
dish
rag
to
come
clean
up
all
the
shit
that
you
dish
out
Ain't
got
no
check
for
em'
If
you
checking
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
And
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
till
it's
gone?
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
What
can
I
do
if
I
do
till
it's
gone?
I'm
not
the
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
fucking
needle
in
the
hay
stack
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
Like
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
your
scheming
to
check
out
Unless
your
looking
to
check
out
(powpowpow)
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
And
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
till
it's
gone?
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
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
me
telling
me
I've
changed
Damn,
right
I've
fucking
changed
When
there's
fucking
change
in
my
pocket
hit
the
bucket
It
was
a
rocking
all
a
sudden
I
went
from
shopping
without
nothing
To
going
shopping
for
my
cousins
Now
that
the
cops
know
that
I'm
buzzing,
they
wanna
drop
me
in
the
oven
Pull
me
over
just
to
say
"I'm
a
fan"
Hip
hop;
gotta
love
it,
but
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
And
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
till
it's
gone?
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
Till
it's
gone.
Oh
oh
What
can
I
do
if
I
do
till
it's
gone?
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