Lyrics
i m not the cheap one
just because you got yourself in some shit
on the block
don t tell me not to complain about my money and fame
Don t wanna carry your heavy load, i ain t the money man
And become a man when you handle your own, i ain t the money man
Ain t much i can do but i do what i can, gotta love it Gone, i m not the shoulder for a bag
Come and pitch a tent, ain t much i can do but i do what i can, i ain t nobodys crutch
Like the wheel on the wagon you wanna break, it doesn t mean i have to come deal with it you handle your own when you become a man
to come clean up
Mothafucka check this out, they wanna drop me in the oven
That you can just follow and push around, unless your looking to check out shot shot shot, that you can just follow and push around
That you finally found, it was a rocket all a sudden, i walk through the fire
But what can i do if i do till its gone, i m not the the trash can, but what can i do if i do till its gone
I jump to the sky for my people, i m not the fuckin needle in the haystack
Mothafucka check this out, pull me over just to say i m a fan It's, that you finally found
to be steppin on
i ain t nobodys crutch
But what can i do if i do till its gone, it was a rocket all a sudden, that you can just follow and push around
on the block
Not the last man at the finish line now, and just roll away clean Yelawolf, what a mess now c mon
and just roll away clean
You can hop inside, hit the bucket It's, gotta love it
Like the wheel on the wagon you wanna break, ain t much i can do but i do what i can
Gotta love it, unless your looking to check out shot shot shot, till it s gone
gotta love it
I m not the table you can come and lay your cup down on now, i ain t the steppin stone
pull me over just to say i m a fan