I Can Only (feat. Jeron "Ness Lee" Thomas)

‘I Can Only’ - written and performed by Collin Gibson and Jeron ‘Ness Lee’ Thomas

VERSE 1 - Collin Gibson

Florida sun, Im cruising with my heart

The only time we miss the top is when the roof aint with the car

Melody saw the truth, that\'s how the music was involved

Talking stupid like I don\'t want to do music shit at all

Wait

This lame **** got me stunting on her ex’ again

That extra shit got me fucking up something excellent

Never again, moving right along now

My friends couldn\'t tell me, but they knew that I was wrong

Now I tell them if I slip Im depending on them to pick me up

Like “I hear you talking my ****, but that shit is dumb”

Fast lane on this road to life, Im whipping it

Till the rain fell

I started slipping, couldn\'t get a grip

She told me to slow it down

I was so green, I let it burn when I broke it down

I thought I knew what I was doing, but I know it now

This love is so loud that we cant hold it down

I had to be humbled

CHORUS - Ness Lee

Hey

And I can only be what I wanna be

But these **** only see what they wanna see

Just know that it\'s real

And I dont really give a fuck how you feel

And you can only be what you wanna be

But these **** only see what they wanna see

But you can only be real

And don\'t you ever give a fuck how they feel

VERSE 2 - Collin Gibson

I told her come fuck with a real ****

I\'m not a perfect ****, but thats real ****

And everything I ever wrote was like these little pictures

Revealing the images of my soul in these ill scriptures

If anything I ever spoke could be considered vicious

Then I hope that anything we broke we can rebuild it bigger

Some things you can\'t take back

Some shit just don\'t make sense

Some things you broke cant fix

Sometimes you think you know it all

Sometimes that shit aint true

Sometime you try to be different

Sometimes that just ain\'t you

Look

When I die I wonder what the folks gon’ say about me

Christian or not, I still hope that yall will pray about me

Hey, fake **** stay the fuck from round me

I\'m running out of space for **** on my jock

See let me explain, these **** really wish for what I got

They can catch a full fade, or get a little off the top

And be humbled

CHORUS X2