![]() ![]() No puedo hacer mucho, pero hago lo que puedo Pero no soy un tonto. ![]() No soy el hombre del dinero ❼uál es tu hombre del dinero? No me estás mirando No soy el barato, mirándome hijo No te ves libre No soy el trapo del plato, para venir a limpiar Todas las mierdas que te dan No tengo ningún cheque para ellos, si te registras Mothafucka, mira esto ![]() No soy la mesa que puedes venir Y pon tu taza ahora No soy el hombro para una bolsa No quiero llevar tu pesada carga No soy el camino que piensas Cuando buscas un atajo Yo no soy la piedra Para estar pisando, no soy muleta de nadie Hit the bucket, it was a rocket all a sudden I went from shoppin' without nuthin' 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 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 telling me I changed Dam right I fucking changed When there's fuckin' change in my pocket 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) 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 You ain't tying me down 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 outĪin'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 ownĪin't much I can do but I do what I can But what can I do If I do till its gone Till it's gone, till it's gone Till it's gone But what can I do if I do till its gone Oh im just a novelty, everyones calling me, social media queen.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 nobodys crutch Im setting the trends, im making my ends, ![]() I'm showing my stems, its all in pretend, I'm leavin em clueless, there sending me flowers, alicia silverstone, Just passing the time, by making you mine, I got a feeling the screen it be killin ya, want me right there in your room, Your scrolling my zone, your blowing my phone, Oh I got a feeling your watching me baby, I hashtag it beautiful mess, The original production will be in the works here soon with original vocals from " VEE" This version is different from others because it provides an explaination on all aspects of the song and also provides the first Chorus picking pattern on the website. " frameborder="0" allowfullscreen> A new song I have written for the label and our newest artist VEE ! This is a smack version written to the Yelawolf instrumental and performed by myself with a layer harm vocal. 18,037 views, added to favorites 581 times. Listen to Yelawolf - Till Its Gone (Instrumental with Hook) and write some lyrics on RapPad - featuring a lyrics editor with built in syllable counter. ![]()
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