Songtext:
[Young Chris + Neff Talking]
Just need a lil time man, thats all I need
Lost alot of soliders ya know
Rest In Peace
Momma Duke struggling
Baby on the way
[Young Chris Verse]
I know I promised you the house on in the will, just need a lil time for the house on the hill
Got all the bills to keep this crib too, so when we in the city thats the spot we can chill (chill)
Be on your own been working all your life,
Went to school any other day working all your nights
I know your tired of the bull shit ma
Forget about it now your boy Chris rhyme we good
No more corner store grub eat good, damn right we gone take avantage as we should
As they said we shall over come
In the hood most of young die over gunz (its real)
I lost three in like three months striaght
We see the pain to see youngz face it aint a game
And they think its all peaches&cream, they thinkin mines and im broke and they see me on screen
See what I mean I let ya niggaz read in between
Just give me
[Chorus]
All I need,
All I need is time (time, time, time, time)
All I need,
All I need is time
[Neff Rhyme]
To put you right where you need to be
Lenz up in the game now the shit aint what it used to be (nah)
But Ima grind now until we all good
Until we layin in the woods and got property up in the hood
You runnin real estate and got to worrin bout bein later takin orders
Ya boy will help support ya
Funny how the youngin had did it
Alot thought he was gone stop but the boy stuck with it (yea)
You even questioned,whole hood stressing it
I come to far to let it go down the drain
But half of you mother fuckers dont understand my pain
I got to deal with these lames to get this lil bit of changes
Lil bit of fame and the gurls think I changed same shit different toilet when you messing with the game
I rather do this though and fucking my wrist glow same niggaz who die now sayin we should blow
Homey didnt raise no coward I was takin the shit slow (gimmie)
[Chorus repeat]
[Young Chris Rhyme]
Look man the cops are gettin vesious the streets gettin colder
My nephew gettin tall my neice gettin older
You know there pop thats my brother fam
Lil sis back home gettin grown on the other hand givin me feed back
Now i gotta put a end to that before she get wild and start havin c-scrach
Mom Duke stressin still workin every night ny niggaz right and now im inpliyin in every kite
Just the other night lost a close
Homey man he got caught sleepin with his own sonney damn shame he cant see his son grow
Youngger brother got game on his way to the pros
And I was just runnin with him
He got two cousins just came home couldnt even get a
Summer with him
And everybody knew his life goes, true hussler but thats the way life goes
Love to the jails everybody stayin road doin
[Chorus Twice + out]
Just need a lil time man, thats all I need
Lost alot of soliders ya know
Rest In Peace
Momma Duke struggling
Baby on the way
[Young Chris Verse]
I know I promised you the house on in the will, just need a lil time for the house on the hill
Got all the bills to keep this crib too, so when we in the city thats the spot we can chill (chill)
Be on your own been working all your life,
Went to school any other day working all your nights
I know your tired of the bull shit ma
Forget about it now your boy Chris rhyme we good
No more corner store grub eat good, damn right we gone take avantage as we should
As they said we shall over come
In the hood most of young die over gunz (its real)
I lost three in like three months striaght
We see the pain to see youngz face it aint a game
And they think its all peaches&cream, they thinkin mines and im broke and they see me on screen
See what I mean I let ya niggaz read in between
Just give me
[Chorus]
All I need,
All I need is time (time, time, time, time)
All I need,
All I need is time
[Neff Rhyme]
To put you right where you need to be
Lenz up in the game now the shit aint what it used to be (nah)
But Ima grind now until we all good
Until we layin in the woods and got property up in the hood
You runnin real estate and got to worrin bout bein later takin orders
Ya boy will help support ya
Funny how the youngin had did it
Alot thought he was gone stop but the boy stuck with it (yea)
You even questioned,whole hood stressing it
I come to far to let it go down the drain
But half of you mother fuckers dont understand my pain
I got to deal with these lames to get this lil bit of changes
Lil bit of fame and the gurls think I changed same shit different toilet when you messing with the game
I rather do this though and fucking my wrist glow same niggaz who die now sayin we should blow
Homey didnt raise no coward I was takin the shit slow (gimmie)
[Chorus repeat]
[Young Chris Rhyme]
Look man the cops are gettin vesious the streets gettin colder
My nephew gettin tall my neice gettin older
You know there pop thats my brother fam
Lil sis back home gettin grown on the other hand givin me feed back
Now i gotta put a end to that before she get wild and start havin c-scrach
Mom Duke stressin still workin every night ny niggaz right and now im inpliyin in every kite
Just the other night lost a close
Homey man he got caught sleepin with his own sonney damn shame he cant see his son grow
Youngger brother got game on his way to the pros
And I was just runnin with him
He got two cousins just came home couldnt even get a
Summer with him
And everybody knew his life goes, true hussler but thats the way life goes
Love to the jails everybody stayin road doin
[Chorus Twice + out]
