Like the (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away) Like the wind, the wind blow (Yes)
Yea, uh, from 80 school street to way across Cats how I got down 'cause word got around I was robbery kid with no gun and no mask a nigga out the door slippin', that's yo ass
Didn't much 'cause I didn't have much Life was like a stick, half gas, half half good and half bad It was good if I caught a vic, if I didn't, I was bad
Took it out on my regulars, I through And if niggaz was broke, I watches and sneakers Went to jail a few times but didn't stop me All it taught me was, how not to be
An cat robbed me when I was like ten If anybody wanted to help, they should've did it But they and all it did was release the beast So I'ma feast on whatever I come across in the
Like the (Like the wind) God take (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
Like the (Like the wind) the wind, blown (Like the wind)
I had a "S" on my chest, the vest Did robberies with some cats and the rest Other times, I through with just me and my dog We'd clear out the fuckin' block 'cause we went hard
I bag some I knew and some niggaz I didn't I ain't a fuck either way, it was no I'm a nigga out to get money And a couple of slugs is the only thing anybody took me
Run up on a cat smooth like, put it in his ear Give up the money, the jewelry or get left Keep thinking it's a and play, let's get popped See how much fun you having, your heart be stopped
Shut 'em down, open up shop, off a nigga top Somebody call the cops, but too late 'Cause I'm a hit you in the And what will kill you will be that you ate
Like the (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
the wind (Like the wind) Like the wind, (Like the wind)
If pain is love, why hide my with drugs? off haze and sell attics coke for days Same clothes, no soap to And I still got a gun on my hip for your grave
We used to get robbery Until my man got killed for his whip on robbery shit Then I to the weed and started sellin' crack But I will a steel and put a shell up in ya back
I feel like all my life, I was held up in a Like if I go to heaven, maybe hell want me back But all I really want is And a model bitch with a head up in my lap
But no doe, don't spin And my pant's hole got within, I got to fold 'em in It's obvious, I in a house of sin I wish I could open up the and let 'em blow at the wind
Like the wind God will All my sins, blown Like the wind, the wind blown Like the wind, like the wind, the wind blown