Like the (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away) Like the wind, like the blow (Yes)
Yea, uh, from 80 school street to way across Cats knew how I got down 'cause word got I was that robbery kid no gun and no mask Catch a nigga out the door slippin', yo ass
Didn't laugh much 'cause I didn't much was like a stick, half gas, half clutch Meaning half good and bad It was good if I a good vic, if I didn't, I was bad
Took it out on my regulars, I come And if niggaz was broke, I took watches and Went to a few times but that didn't stop me All it taught me was, how not to be
An older cat me when I was like ten If wanted to help, they should've did it then But they and all it did was release the beast So I'ma feast on whatever I come in the streets
the wind (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
Like the (Like the wind) Like the wind, (Like the wind)
I had a "S" on my chest, the vest Did robberies some cats and robbed the rest Other times, I came through just me and my dog We'd clear out the whole fuckin' block 'cause we hard
I bag some niggaz I knew and niggaz I didn't I a fuck either way, it was no bullshittin' I'm a cruddy nigga out to get And a of slugs is the only thing anybody took from me
Run up on a cat smooth like, put it in his ear up the money, the jewelry or get left here Keep thinking it's a game and play, let's get See how much fun you having, when your be stopped
Shut 'em down, up shop, blow off a nigga top Somebody the cops, but it's too late I'm a hit you in the face And what will kill you be somethin' that you ate
the wind (Like the wind) God will (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 my pain with drugs? Choke off and sell attics coke for days clothes, no soap to shave And I got a gun on my hip for your open grave
We to get robbery vics Until my man got killed for his whip on some robbery Then I switched to the and started sellin' crack But I will pull a steel and put a up in ya back
I feel 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 bitch sitting with a up in my lap
But since no doe, don't And my pant's got hole within, I got to fold 'em in It's obvious, I live in a of sin I I could open 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, like the wind, like the wind