Lyrics:
I Can Only Live
Words and music by Andrew Magnani 2-20-21
[Verse]
From the moment that I saw her I knew she was the one
But I couldn’t say
long
For to walk with you is magic
And to talk with you, you're magic
Just a walk with you was magic in the universe
On that day I knew magic
On that
Hey, I can't see why people look at me
And only see the color of my face, oh yeah
And then there's those that try to help, god knows
But have
Shoutout Andrew
All my homies we on the same shit, we go right back
All of the emails they sending me now, I don't write back
All my homies they know
guy, you better move along
For anyone who wants me to write some
Song about them the only problem is
By the time I get inspired, it's a sad song
guy, you better move along
For anyone who wants me to write some
Song about them the only problem is
By the time I get inspired, it's a sad song
a trumpeter
Whose name was Andrew Lammie
And he had the art to gain the heart
O' Mill o' Tyfty's Annie
Lord Fyvie he rode by the door
Where lived Tifty's
(Guami going stupid, Taylor)
White Margielas with the red spray paint
Looks like Andrew WK
Receipt like a 12th grade essay
Hard worker, I deserve me
happen over night I had to put in overtime
Sippin' codeine to taste it
Savin' my paper for cases
I don't care how the world see me, to my hood I'm
badness
Boy dem, Dem never know me toxic
Just buy a brand new Glock switch inna broad day light
Man no fraid for knock it
Dem a question me Intellect
A send
hear me? Man, them dudes do,
Coz homie 'This Is All I Know' was like a who's who,
I hear the game invoicing 'em for them dues due,
But I just smile,
Millions ons our mind me moving bitch so militant
Vondo might just kill me if ion drop… I'm hesitating
Gang pushing for me they want the music they tired
just let me ride
You would do it if my name was Dre, second comin motherfucker
Throw it up for the king of L.A
I'm known for makin bitches take they
the pills in the water
You know my shit just stay gettin hotter
Got your dad going crazy
Fuck your daughter in a GMC
Never catch me getting no HIVs
Imma
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
Brown, Andrew Shack
For hookin this & we outty outty
Like Six 'n tha Mornin, you heard me?
I told y'all we're no limit
Represent baby
20-story building That's gonna hurt as I backed the fuck off
Friends who came for me still racked the fuck off
I be breathing 24/7 yet I'm dead inside 24/7
I feel like Andrew Tate yeah I'll listen but you can't tell me shit
Come walk up in these shoes and tell me you could inhale this shit
My life has
feet yeah just move your feet
Just move your feet
Like we do it in the street
You already know me
Lil Andrew Carnegie
Just keep it clean
You know we rep
targeting hearts
Of the women who using me just for the guap
I'm losing a lot
Cream of the crop yeah I get it
I mean it my feelings are out and regret it
Baby
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan on the drums
Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I mentioned
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan
On the drums, Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I
a beat to fuck your crew up
Just bring the band, by the way we got Jan
On the drums, Andrew plucks the bass with his thumbs
And Simon, like I
sister Markida went to school at Martin Luther King
We was on Prescott, you remember, me and lil' Andrew
B, remember I thought they was lying when they
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