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Time Lyrics - Tough Luv - Young Gunz

Just need a lil' time man, that's all I need 

Lost a lot of soldiers ya know 

Rest in peace 

Momma, Duke strugglin' 

Baby on the way 

 

I know I promised you the house 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 that's the spot we can chill, chill 

Been on your own, been workin' all your life 

Went to school every other day, working all your nights 

I know you're 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 gone take advantage as we should, as they said we shall overcome 

In the hood most of young die over gunz, its real 

I lost three in like three months straight, we see the pain 

In see youngz face, it ain't a game 

And they think it's all peaches and cream 

They think I'm liein', sayin' I' m broke and they see me on screen 

See what I mean, I let you niggaz read in between, just give me 

 

Time, time 

All I need, all I need 

Is time, time 

All I need, all I need 

Is time 

 

To put you right where you need to be 

Lenz up in the game now the shit ain't what it used to be, nah 

But I'ma grind now until we all good, 'til we layin' up in the woods 

And got property up in the hood, you runnin' real estate 

And got to worryin' 'bout bein' late, takin' orders 

Ya boy will help support ya, funny how the youngin had did it 

A lot thought he was gone, stop but the boy stuck with it , yeah 

You even questioned it, whole hood stressin' it 

 

I come too far to let it go down the drain 

But half of you mother fuckers don't understand my pain 

I got to deal with these lames to get this li'l bit of change 

Li'l bit of fame and the gurlz think I changed 

Same shit, different toilet when you messing with the game 

I rather do this though and fuckin' my wrist glow same niggaz 

Who die now sayin' we should blow 

Homey didn't raise no coward, I was takin' the shit slow, gimme 

 

Time, time 

All I need, all I need 

Is time, time 

All I need, all I need 

Is time 

 

Look man, the cops are gettin' vicious the streets gettin' colder 

My nephew gettin' tall, my niece gettin' older, you know there pop 

That's my brother fam, li'l 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' c-scratch 

Mom, Duke stressin' still workin' every night, my niggaz right and 

Now I'm impliyin' in every kite, just the other night 

Lost a close homey, man 

 

He got caught sleepin' with his own sonny, 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 hussler, but that's the way 

Life goes, love to the jails everybody stayin' road doin' 

 

Time, time 

All I need, All I need 

Is time, time 

All I need, all I need 

Is time, time 

 

All I need 

All I need 

Is time, time 

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