Perfect Timing Young Nero (Ft. Twista)

[Intro: Young Nero]
Let it ride, now
Let it ride, now
Let it ride, let it ride, now
Let ride now

[Verse 1: Young Nero]
Just got off the phone with my lady, talkin' 'bout [?] like Hades
On child support for my baby
Plus loyal bills on my late fees
I need a quick lick, i need a same G
Need fat knots, about 80
So im on the phone with my man's now tryin' to cop a plan now
Im coming up on some bands now
Im trying to feed my fam now
Im sick and tired of surviving, im thirsy and [?] throbbin'
So im kicking doors, fuck knocking
Packing pistols, we poppin'
Running through hoods and mobbin'
Can you picture that without [?]?
Cause it's either this or we serve packs
Wanna be at the crib, like where the work at?
Knowing what im doing is just right
But my baby girl been crying every night
No food, no shoes, looking at me like daddy what you gon' do?
Never loved this life of mine, then again was forced to a life of crime