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