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[Young Chris talking] Just need a lil time man, thats all I need Lost alot of soliders ya know Rest In Peace Mom duke struggling Baby on the way [Young Chris] I know I promised you the house and the wheel Just need a little time for the house on the hills Got all the bills to keep this crib too So when we in the city thats the spot we can chill Be on your own, been working all your life Went to school every other day working all your nights I know your tired of the bullshit ma Forget about it now your boy Chris rhyme, we good No more corner store grub, eat good Damn right we gon' take avantage as we should As they say we shall over come In the hood most of young die over guns (Its real) I lost three in like three months straight We see the pain to see youngs face, it ain't a game And they think its all peaches and cream They thinkin mines and Im broke when they see me on screen See what I mean, I let ya niggas read in between Just give me....tiiiime [Hook] All I need All I need is tiiiime, tiiiime All I need All I need is time [Young Neef] To put you right where you need to be Lens up in the game, now the shit ain't what it used to be But Ima grind now until we all good 'Till we layin in the woods and got property up in the hood You runnin real estate, ain't got to worry bout being late takin orders Ya boy will help support ya Funny how the young'n had did it Alot thought he was gon' stop but the boy stuck with it You even questioned it, whole hood stressin it I come too far to let it go down the drain But half of you motherfuckers dont understand my pain I got to deal with these lames to get this little bit of change Little bit of fame and the girls think I changed Same shit, different toilet when you messing with the game I rather do this though, and fucking my wrist glow Same niggas who doubted now they sayin we should blow Homey ain't raise no coward I was takin the shit slow [Hook] [Young Chris] Look man, the cops is gettin vicious the streets gettin colder My nephew gettin tall my niece gettin older You know their pop, thats my brother fam Lil sis back home gettin grown on the other hand Givin me feedback Now I gotta put a end to that before she get wild and start havin see scrat Mom duke stressin still workin every night My niggas right and Im impliyin in every kite Just the other night lost a close homey man He got caught sleepin with his toast on him, damn Shame he can't see his son grow Younger brother got game on his way to the pros And I was just runnin with him He got two cousins just came home, couldn't even get a summer with him And everybody knew his life goes, true hustler but thats the way life goes Love to the jails everybody stayin broke doin...tiiiime [Hook 2X]
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