Uh, uh, uh

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

Lost a lot of soldiers you know

Rest in peace

Mom dukes struggling

Baby on the way

So I sit back

I know I promised you the house and the wheel

Just need a little time for that house on the hills

Got all the bills, to keep this crib too

So when we in the city that's the spot we can chill

You be on your own, been working all your life

At the 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 gon' take advantage as we should

As they say we shall overcome

In the hood most the young die over guns, it's real

I lost three in like three months straight

You see the pain and see young faces in the game

And they think it's all peaches and cream

They thinking lies and I'm broke and they see me on screen

See what I mean? I let you **** read in between

Just give me

Yeah, that's all, that's all I need man

That's all the boys need is a little bit of time

Get our families all good

You know we good

Uh, focus, we on our way

Young Chris, young me

Tough love, you know

To put you right where you need to be

Lames up in the game now, this shit ain't what it used to be

But I'ma grind now until we all good

'Til we laying up in the woods and got property up in the hood

You run the real estate

Ain't got to worry about being late or taking orders

Your boy'll help support you

Funny how, the youngin done did it

A lot of thought he was gon' stop but the boy stuck with it

Yeah, you even questioned it, whole hood stressing it

I come too far to let it go down the drain

But half of you motherfuckers don't 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 king

I'd rather do this though, than fucking my wrist blow

Same **** who doubted now they saying we should blow

Homie ain't raise no coward I was taking this shit slow

Give me

Yeah, you know patience is a virtue

Good things come to those who wait

Holla at your boy

Woo

Look man the cops is getting vicious, streets getting colder

Nephew getting tall, my niece getting older

You know they pop, that's my brother fam

Little sis back home getting grown on the other hand

Giving me feedback, now I gotta put an end to that

Before she get wild and start having seeds, scratch

Mom dukes stressing still working every night

My **** writing and I be flying to every kite

Just the other night lost a close homie mayne

He got caught sleeping 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 running with him

He got two cousins just came home

Couldn't even get a summer with him

And everybody knew his life goals

True hustler but that's the way life goes

Love to the jails everybody stay bold

Doing