Time Gone Come

Mom? My time gone come?
Your time's gonna come son
My time gon' come
My time gon' come
Just ask my momma
My time gon' come
My time gon' come
Just stack them commas
I been in dem trenches
Look I made it
Ain't proud of the things I did
But wouldn't trade it
Didn't understand the way I felt
And used to hate it
Now I understand the way it feels to actually make it

Now I understand the way it feels to actually make it
But I be shakin' like a fein
I need a dab to reset
I want to buy my girl a ring
I love my baby to death
It ain't a fling
She's quite a thing
Keeps my mind not stressed
The sun is shinin' I got better days
I'm on to better things
I made some better ways aye
I'm on a roll
I do this by myself
I need nobody else
Put my haters on a shelf

My time gon' come
My time gon' come
Just ask my momma
My time gon' come
My time gon' come
Just stack them commas
I been in dem trenches
Look I made it
Ain't proud of the things I did
But wouldn't trade it
Didn't understand the way I felt
And used to hate it
Now I understand the way it feels to actually make it



Credits
Writer(s): Aiden Roach
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