Like the (Like the wind) God take (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 town Cats knew how I got down 'cause got around I was that robbery kid no gun and no mask Catch a nigga out the door slippin', yo ass
laugh much 'cause I didn't have much Life was like a stick, half gas, half Meaning half and half bad It was good if I a good vic, if I didn't, I was bad
it out on my regulars, I come through And if niggaz was broke, I watches and sneakers Went to jail a few times but didn't stop me All it me was, how not to be sloppy
An older cat me when I was like ten If wanted to help, they should've did it then But didn't and all it did was release the beast So feast on whatever 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)
Like the (Like the wind) the wind, blown (Like the wind)
I had a "S" on my chest, the vest Did robberies some cats and robbed the rest times, I came through with just me and my dog We'd clear out the whole fuckin' 'cause we went hard
I bag some niggaz I knew and some I didn't I ain't a fuck way, it was no bullshittin' I'm a cruddy nigga out to get And a couple of slugs is the only thing anybody from me
Run up on a cat smooth like, put it in his ear Give up the money, the jewelry or get 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 'Cause I'm a hit you in the And what will kill you will be somethin' you ate
the wind (Like the wind) God will (God take)
All my (All of my sins) away (Will be away)
Like the (Like the wind) the wind, blown (Like the wind)
If is love, why hide my pain with drugs? Choke off and sell attics coke for days clothes, no soap to shave And I still got a gun on my hip for your grave
We used to get vics Until my man got for his whip on some robbery shit Then I switched to the weed and sellin' crack But I will pull a and put a shell up in ya back
I feel like all my life, I was up in a trap Like if I go to heaven, maybe will want me back But all I really is [Incomprehensible] And a model bitch 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 open up the doors and let 'em blow at the
Like the wind God will All my sins, blown Like the wind, like the wind Like the wind, like the wind, like the wind