Till It'S Gone

Yelawolf

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Verse
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I'm not the table you can come and lay your cup down on now  

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I'm not the shoulder for a bag don't wanna carry your heavy load  

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I'm not the road that you take when you're lookin' for a shortcut uh  

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I ain't the steppin' stone to be steppin' on I ain't nobody's crutch  

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I ain't the money man with your money man you ain't lookin' at me  

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I'm not the cheap one lookin' at me son you ain't lookin' at free 

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I   ain't the dishrag to come clean up all the shit that ya dish out 

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Ain't got no check for 'em if you checkin' in 


Chorus
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Motherfucker check this out 

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Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

              Am                      Em 
But I'm not a fool there's no need to pretend 

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Just because you got yourself in some shit  

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It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it 

                D                     C 
You handle your own when you become a man 

             Am                       Em 
And become a man when you handle your own 

                 D                  C 
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

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But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone 


Verse
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Oh   oh 'til it's gone 

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Oh   oh 'til it's gone 

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Oh   oh 'til it's   gone 

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Oh but what can I do if I do 'til it's gone 

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I'm not the trash can not the last man at the finish line now  

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I'm not the new kid on the block 

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That you can just follow and push around 

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I'm not the fuckin' needle in the haystack that you finally found  

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This ain't no free rent come and pitch a tent you ain't tying me down  

                           Em7 
I'm not a bus ride you can hop inside and just roll away clean 

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Not the wheel on the wagon you wanna break 

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'cause I hold up the weight for the team  

                               Em 
I'm not the gold watch and the new truck 

                           Em 
That you scheming to check out 

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Unless you're looking to check out 

            Em 
What a mess now 


Chorus
                 D                  C 
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

              Am                      Em 
But I'm not a fool there's no need to pretend 

             D                        C 
Just because you got yourself in some shit 

                Am7       B7             Em 
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it 

                D                     C 
You handle your own when you become a man 

             Am                       Em 
And become a man when you handle your own 

                 D                  C 
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

               Am7     B7                Em 
But what can I do if I do 'til it's gone  

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Oh   oh 'til it's gone 

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Oh   oh 'til it's gone 

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Oh   oh 'til it's gone 

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Oh what can I do if I do 'til it's gone 


Verse
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  I jump to the sky for my people 

  E7 
I walk through the fire I give love when it's equal 

      A7 
Don't tell me not to complain about my money and fame 

     A7 
When you come around and tellin' me I changed 

E7 
Damn right I fuckin' changed 

          A7      E7 
When this fuckin' change in my pocket 

        Em 
Hit the bucket it was a rocket all a sudden 

                             Em 
I went from shoppin' without nothin' 

                         Em7 
To goin' shoppin' for my cousins 

                                Em 
Now that the cops know that I'm buzzin' 

                          Em 
They wanna drop me in the oven 

                               Em 
Pull me over just to say I'm a fan 


Chorus
             Em 
Hiphop gotta love it fuck it 

                 D                  C 
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

              Am7          Am         Em 
But I'm not a fool there's no need to pretend 

             D                        CM7  C 
Just because you got yourself in some shit  

                Am7       B7             Em 
It doesn't mean I have to come deal with it 

                D                     C 
You handle your own when you become a man 

             Am                       Em 
And become a man when you handle your own 

                 D                  C 
Ain't much I can do but I do what I can 

               Am7             Em      E7 Em Em 
But what can I do if I do 'til   it's     gone 

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Oh   oh 'til   it's gone 


Oh oh 'til it's 

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