Lyrics the time - Gunna

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 an M in a night
I could tell you 'bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight

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 a 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 an M in a night
I could tell you 'bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight

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, know this shit feel strange (shit feel strange)

Shit gotta be real, I got real foes givin' me praise (givin' me praise)
I can feel 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 the ice
I could tell you 'bout the time I counted an M in a night
I could tell you 'bout the time I fucked me a dime on a flight