Perfect Timing

[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 [Hook: Young Nero] Im searching tired of hurting for my next dime No matter how dark the times are, i gotta shine Im tired of hustling, tired of the grind A better life awaits me thats what i know I see a light at the end of this long road I keep on grindin', my vision never blinding I know my time will come, so I ain't worried 'bout the timing [Verse 2: Twista] Got a call from the homie going through some drama wondering if i can pick him up Tell me he was hurting and was searching for some dollars and a way to get them up And he said he got the fully and he searching for a victim so we can go and stick him up I can see it in his eyes, if you don't give him money I can tell he gon' him 'em up Sick of being broke, ready to get the notes, put a 1 in front of the 0 Ready to be in the category of a baller, so its fuck everybody he knows Coming up on the streets and i was offering cause i didn't have a young hero Then i realized it was a type of environment that created Young Nero Hopping on the passenger side of his ride we both ready to shoot He was doing what he gotta do to get money for his daughter and so he can get a coo' swoop On the end he feels hes a vicim cause he fells he gotta get it Tell him he dont he say he ain't - with it - it's my - life and - how I - live it - so just - give it Then i tried to tell him "listen to my talk, my walk, my mic, my fight, my hope, my life, my words" Then he told me "you don't know my talk, my walk, my mic, my fight, my hope, my life, my words" Laying everybody down is the only way he could find 'em If it ain't robbery, it ain't worth grindin' And i feel right now is a perfect time [Hook: Young Nero] Im searching tired of hurting for my next dime No matter how dark the times are, i gotta shine Im tired of hustling, tired of the grind A better life awaits me thats what i know I see a light at the end of this long road I keep on grindin', my vision never blinding I know my time will come, so I ain't worried 'bout the timing [Verse 3: Young Nero] So i guess things changed up Got my pocket change up Put my girl in a new [?] truck Might've said fuck you pay up Income went from five to seven figures Fuck boys still hating on how I'm living Did it bigger than they ever did it Old heads in the hood won't forget it Finally put my baby through private school And the makers is sitting on piles too Running through the streets with savages Thats a choice i made to see lavish shit [?] and my stap tucked Bundles of racks just wrapped up Got a Benz from those [?] niggas Made a few mil from a couple dollars Got five racks up on my collar Gonna be a hustler, not a scholar [?] he's finna black out Hungry for the cash so we ridin' in a 'lac now Riding around with a MAC out while i spaz out Click-clack-pow, no hit back more racks now [Hook: Young Nero] Im searching tired of hurting for my next dime No matter how dark the times are, i gotta shine Im tired of hustling, tired of the grind A better life awaits me thats what i know I see a light at the end of this long road I keep on grindin', my vision never blinding I know my time will come, so I ain't worried 'bout the timing