Texty písní » Yelawolf - Till It's Gone
Album: Love Story
Poznámka: vydáno/Veröffentlichung: 2014
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 think
When you lookin' for a short cut
I ain't the steppin' stone, to be steppin' on
I ain't nobody's crutch
I ain't the money man, which 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 dish rag, to come clean up
All the shit that ya dish out
Ain't got no check for em, if you checkin' in
Mothafucka check this out
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But I'm not a fool theres 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 till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
But what can I do if I do till its 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 fuckin' needle in the haystack
That you finally found
This ain't no free rent, come and pitch a tent
Yeah tire 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
Because 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 (shot shot shot)
What a mess now (c'mon)
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can
But I'm not a fool theres 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 till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
But what can I do if I do till its gone
I jump to the sky for my people
I walk through the fire, I get love when its equal
Don't tell me not to complain
About my money and fame
When you come around and telling me I change
Dam right I fucking changed
When theres fuckin' change in my pocket
With the bookie, he was a rocket all a sudden
I went from shoppin' without nuthin'
Took em with shoppin' from 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 theres 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 till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
Till its gone
But what can I do if I do till its gone
Přidal: semir11 dne 12. 10. 2014 v 10:40.
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