Gunna – the time Lyrics

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I could tell you ’bout the time I made a call and we got it right
I could tell you ’bout the wins and all the losses in my life
I could tell you ’bout the time we ain’t give up and we still fight
I could tell you ’bout the time
I could tell you ’bout the money, cars, and hoes, and the ice
I could tell you ’bout the time I counted that M in a night
I could tell you ’bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight
Ight

Another check came in, God, forgive my sins
Rappin’ to myself and I, I just wanna vent (I just wanna vent)
I get by myself sometime, lookin’ outside-in (Lookin’ outside-in)
Wunna workin’ overtime, can’t stop clockin’ in
Told you, I’ma stay focused, I’ma get motion with my mans (Mans)
Motion tryna get close, can’t keep going, yes, I can (Yes, I can)
Rollin’ I done been foldin’ feel like I’m fallin’, I ain’t fall, here I stand (Stand)
Tall, back against the wall, I’ll fight ’em all as a man
Say fuck it, buy me and house with horses and cows on the land
With the garage full of Porsches, Royces, and ‘Raris, and Lambs (Lambs)
Cut fake ties with these fake niggas, it all was a scam
Kept a collage full of pretty vibes that love who I am

I could tell you ’bout the time I made a call and we got it right
I could tell you ’bout the wins and all the losses in my life
I could tell you ’bout the time we ain’t give up and we still fight
I could tell you ’bout the time
I could tell you ’bout the money, cars, and hoes, and the ice
I could tell you ’bout the time I counted that M in a night
I could tell you ’bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight
Ight

Had to turn a page, had to act my age
Always push myself a lot, sayin’ that It’s okay (It’s okay)
I don’t feel like myself sometimes, shit, I guess I’ve changed
Hardest shit we swore about, no, this shit feel strange (Shit feel strange)
Shit gotta be real, I got real foes givin’ me praise (Givin’ me praise)
I can feel the real love from all of my fans when I’m on stage
I was takin’ drugs, I heard they never go away
Givin’ out my heart, not even thinkin’ it could break (Thinkin’ it could break)
Grateful for my God that I be thinkin’ on when I pray
Hate to waste my time, I’m impatient, but I can wait
Haters hate when I’m shinin’ (Shinin’), shine bright like the sun in May
Ain’t gon’ play about mine, I’m gonna do what it take

I could tell you ’bout the time I made a call and we got it right
I could tell you ’bout the wins and all the losses in my life
I could tell you ’bout the time we ain’t give up and we still fight
I could tell you ’bout the time
I could tell you ’bout the money, cars, and hoes, and ice
I could tell you ’bout the time I counted that M in a night
I could tell you ’bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight
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