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